The entrance to the dungeon loomed like a jagged wound in the earth, breathing out cold, stale air.
Liam stood before it, the map Sylvia had provided tucked securely into his pocket.
He turned to the girls, his expression sharpening with protective resolve.
"This is the place," Liam said, his voice echoing slightly against the stone walls. "Stay close to me. Keep your guard up."
They moved inward, the sound of their boots crunching against the damp, uneven ground.
Almost immediately, Liam realized the environment was actively working against them.
The dungeon was unnaturally, aggressively bright—luminescent moss lined the ceiling, casting a harsh, cold light that left them with nowhere to hide.
Every shadow was stripped away, making them easy targets.
As they reached a central hub, the path split into two tunnels.
Liam studied the layout for a heartbeat before pointing to the right.
"Inside. Move."
