The darkness of the cave seemed to press in on them, the only sound the steady drip of water echoing off the stone. Yua's voice was a whisper, her eyes fixed on something ahead. "I hear it. A voice. Calling for help."
Lucias's hand instinctively went to the hilt of his sword, his gaze sweeping the shadows. "Where?"
Yua's finger trembled as she pointed down a narrow tunnel, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and decay. "There. It's coming from down there."
Elara's eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed in concern. "Could be a trap."
Kyle shrugged, his expression nonchalant, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of curiosity. "Only one way to find out, right?"
Layla's gaze was distant, her ears tuned to the sounds of the ocean. "The sea's whispering something... it's warning us away."
