I followed the now-free undead knight into the tomb, with Ariel perched quietly on my shoulder.
I couldn't deny it.
I was nervous.
Walking willingly into an unfamiliar place controlled by an Archmage of Death wasn't exactly something I'd imagined myself doing today.
Still, I forced myself to relax.
If anything went wrong, I could always leave.
Between [Warp], [Leap], [Absolute Phase], and the rest of my abilities, escaping wasn't something I was particularly worried about.
That thought alone eased the tension in my chest.
The moment I crossed the entrance, the temperature dropped noticeably.
A cold, stale breeze drifted through the corridor, carrying with it the scent of ancient stone and dust that had remained undisturbed for centuries.
