Voli, Fein, Aoi, and Sofia stepped onto the 10th floor and were greeted by a thick fog. They could hardly see anything beyond a few meters. Fein walked cautiously, scanning the area for any potential threats.
"Be on your guard, everyone," Fein said. "This floor is shrouded in mystery, and we have no idea what we're up against."
As they moved forward, they noticed something strange. The fog seemed to be following them, as if it was alive. Aoi nervously clutched her weapon, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
"Is it just me, or is this fog getting thicker?" Sofia asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Suddenly, they heard a faint whisper in the distance. It was too quiet to make out any words, but the sound sent chills down their spines. Voli's instincts kicked in, and he took a defensive stance, ready to protect his friends.
