As they entered the labyrinth, the atmosphere shifted. The oppressive energy seemed to close in around them, and the flickering torchlight cast eerie shadows on the walls. The narrow passages forced them to move cautiously, their senses on high alert.
Shadow led the way with a silent grace, his eyes constantly scanning for any signs of danger. The team moved with a synchronized rhythm, each member trusting in the others to watch their backs.
They encountered their first trap not long into the labyrinth. The floor beneath them suddenly gave way, revealing a pit filled with sharpened spikes. Shadow's quick reflexes and keen senses allowed him to detect the trap just in time, and he signaled for the team to halt.
"Careful," Shadow whispered, pointing to the pit. "We'll need to find a way around it."
