That morning, Isiah, aware of the need for permission to leave the underground city and not wanting to jeopardize the safety of the others, made his way to the city's council.
The journey through the intricate passages led him to a central hub where the council convened to address matters concerning the subterranean community.
As he approached the entrance, guarded by stern-looking sentinels, Isiah prepared himself for the negotiations that lay ahead.
The council's decision would determine not only his ability to leave but also the fate of the group in this unfamiliar realm beneath the surface.
Entering the council chamber, Isiah was met with an air of formality. The room was adorned with dimly lit crystal lamps, casting an otherworldly glow on the intricate carvings that adorned the walls.
Seated at a large, elevated platform were the council members, each figure exuding an aura of authority.
