In the suffocating darkness of their confinement, a tense silence hung heavy in the air. The walls of the enchanted trap seemed to close in, squeezing their hopes and sowing seeds of doubt. Time passed agonizingly slow as their anxiety grew, their minds consumed with thoughts of their uncertain fate.
Just as despair threatened to take hold, a piercing sound shattered the stillness. A resonant voice, both commanding and ethereal, reverberated through the chamber, jolting them from their despair.
"Lost souls trapped in the web of fate, hear my words and heed my call," the voice boomed, carrying an undercurrent of urgency.
The suddenness of the oracle's arrival sent a jolt of adrenaline through Victor and his companions. They turned their attention towards the source of the voice, their eyes wide with a mix of apprehension and curiosity.
