The air inside the massive, arched ice tunnel was entirely dead.
Lucifer's Nightmare Steed hovered over a floor of smooth, glass-like blue ice.
The glacier walls seemed to swallow the light from Elara's golden aura and the blue glow of the Aether-Steel Dragoons' thrusters.
The silence was complete, broken only by the steady hum of the machines and the soft footsteps of the Star-Kissed Elves.
[System: Entering Dungeon - The Cryo-Sanctum]
[Recommended Level: 45-55]
[Warning: Environmental Curse - Absolute Zero (Active)]
Lucifer did not feel the cold. The Void Arcanist core inside his chest completely isolated his body from the freezing temperature.
He rode at the front of the group, his dark armor standing out against the pale blue tunnel walls.
"The architecture here is older than the human kingdoms," Elara noted quietly. She rode beside him, her silver spear resting across her saddle.
