As Asher stepped into the 6th floor of the Tower of Hell, a shudder of foreboding rippled through him.
The air grew thick with a palpable sense of dread as the gates slammed shut behind him. He didn't even bother to waste time refilling his mana reserves because he knew even if everyone considered the 6th floor to be dangerous enough to test their mind and spirit and not just physical prowess, it shouldn't be too difficult for him.
The floor stretched out before him, an enormous cavernous expanse of craggy stone, veins of molten lava running through the cracks in the ground.
The sky overhead was a swirling mass of black clouds, crackling with occasional bolts of dark energy.
Shadows danced and flickered across the jagged walls, the only source of light coming from the flickering flames that licked the edges of the cavern. The ground trembled slightly beneath his feet as if the very earth was alive, eager to test him.
