Ikenga frowned, the gravity of their situation sinking in. "So, what do we do now? We can't summon the dead, and our divine powers are resisted by the realm itself."
Keles nodded, her face still pale. "She warned us about our actions here. The abyss does not tolerate ignorance lightly. Every step, every action must be calculated and respectful of the ancient rules governing this place."
Ikenga looked around, his mind racing. "If we can't rely on our usual methods, we'll need another way to navigate and gather information. Perhaps we can find an ally among the inhabitants, someone who knows the lay of the land."
While Ikenga was thinking that, a resident of this abyss layer was already staring at them. A minotaur with four eyes and four hands could be seen standing on a hill, its nose twitching, trying to catch the sweet scent looming around.
