Days turned into nights as Victor and his companions tirelessly explored the labyrinthine corridors of Dhazam's palace. Each step they took seemed to lead them deeper into a world of magic and mystery, far removed from the realm they had once known as home.
Lyra, still attuned to the magical resonance of the crystal, had become their guiding light. She could sense subtle shifts in the arcane currents that hinted at hidden passages and concealed chambers. Her sword, Kaldor, whispered secrets of ancient spells and protections that guarded the palace.
As they ventured further, they encountered enchantments that tested their wits and magic. Rooms filled with riddles, illusions that confounded the senses, and traps that required quick thinking to evade. It was a trial of both intellect and bravery, and they faced it as a united front.
