The shimmering surface of the lake, bathed in iridescent colors, created an illusion of peace—a sanctuary amidst the chaos that had surrounded them since they entered the third level of the Demon King's Castle. The surroundings seemed strangely devoid of sentient life, an oddity in a place filled with monsters that sought their demise. Despite the odd calm, the dragons, angels, and saintesses desperately needed rest. They had been flying and fighting for days without reprieve.
Cain, Meylin, and Helios exchanged brief glances before descending to the ground around the lake. The groups lay down cautiously, allowing themselves a moment to recover. For a brief moment, silence settled over them like a blanket, offering the illusion of safety.
But the peace did not last long.
