[ Spirit Mountain Sect - Labyrinth of Shadows and Echoes ]
As Nayara and I stood there, the world around us seemed to transform into a tableau of swirling colors and iridescent flashes. The sky above melted into a vortex of luminescent blues and gold, each star becoming an intricate brushstroke. The ground beneath our feet twisted and curled like the cypress trees in the painting, their shadows casting a surrealistic glow upon our faces.
The labyrinth around us transformed, its walls becoming a cosmos of celestial bodies, pulsing with ethereal energy. The astral landscape was both beautiful and terrifying, a surreal mirror of the physical world.
I turned to Nayara, the labyrinth's radiant illumination casting an ethereal glow upon her face, "Is this place... at the nexus of the astral world and the physical world?"
Nayara shook her head, her expression grave. "No," she replied. "An astral beast was killed here. Its essence is in this place."
