After spending hours studying and understanding the cosmic language of runes, Mira knew she had gained something invaluable. With a deep breath, she exited the Chamber of Runes, ready to ascend to the next level.
However, Mira's exit from the Chamber of Runes was met with a palpable tension in the air. Her aura had intensified, and her tails looked as if they were shining with power. That glow was the beacon that lured the predators of the Spire.
The first to move was a tall, sinewy man with a snakelike tattoo coiling up his arm. "You've taken something from the chamber, haven't you?" Kessar hissed, eyes narrowed. He was a cultivator from the Hidden Blade Sect known for his lethal strikes, mimicking the unpredictable and swift attacks of serpents. Flanking him were his disciples, each mirroring his stance.
Mira glazed over them with indifferent eyes as if they were merely bugs.
