Seraphina and Nikolai ventured deeper into the heart of Atlantis, where the atmosphere shifted dramatically.
The architectural grandeur of the mermaid realm gave way to a realm that seemed to have been carved from the very desert itself.
The walls of sandstone glowed with an otherworldly warmth, and intricate patterns of golden filigree adorned every surface, reminiscent of both ancient ruins and Arabian tales.
The air, once humid and salty, now held a dry heat that whispered of distant sand dunes and desert winds.
The scent of spices wafted through the corridors, carried by unseen currents, infusing the very air with an exotic richness.
Sunlight, filtered through ornate windows, cast intricate patterns of light and shadow upon the sandstone floor, creating a tapestry of shifting colors.
As they walked, their footsteps muffled by the softness of the sandstone, Seraphina and Nikolai eventually entered a spacious chamber.
