"Young Lady Liora, be careful. Stay close to me," Lisa said, her tone cautious.
She glanced around left and right. The corridor felt… wrong somehow.
It just kept stretching on and on, like it had no end.
What really put Lisa on edge were the strange red mushrooms growing along the ship's wooden walls.
They glowed a bright crimson, lighting up the dark passage in an eerie way.
Lisa's instincts screamed that these were no ordinary mushrooms. They were dangerous—possibly poisonous.
"Umm!" Liora nodded, pressing herself close to Lisa.
She didn't dare ignore her warning. This place was far too mysterious and unsettling.
Yet for some reason, they still hadn't found a way out, despite walking for a long time—perhaps more than half an hour.
As they walked on in silence, each lost in their own thoughts, a sudden gust of wind rushed down the corridor toward them.
Lisa stiffened and immediately pulled Liora back. She opened her palm, and a sword appeared in her grip.
