The ruins themselves were a testament to the passage of time. Crumbling structures, weathered by years of exposure to the elements, spoke of a history long forgotten. It was evident that this place had not been abandoned due to any recent conflict or catastrophe. Instead, it seemed to have gradually succumbed to the relentless march of time, slowly fading away into obscurity.
The ruins held an air of mystery, a story untold that was waiting to be unraveled. They were standing at the threshold of an enigma, their questions echoing through the silent corridors of history.
"The portals usually would send us close to one of the enemies base… Rebecca," Terry said.
"I am already working on that, but I can't sense anything," Rebecca replied.
