The deserted realm seemed to echo their footsteps, enveloped in a silence so profound it felt suffocating. Richmond's questioning gaze probed the desolate surroundings.
"We have been walking for some time now, where are we going?" Richmond's voice cut through the stillness, a desperate plea for direction.
Austin halted abruptly, a commanding hush falling upon his lips. His demeanor shifted.
"Shh," Austin whispered, his voice barely more than a breath.
Closing his eyes, Austin's hands rose to his forehead in a gesture of profound concentration. His lips moved in a silent incantation, uttering words that danced on the fringes of Richmond's understanding. Each syllable reverberated in the air, charged with a potency that sent shivers down Richmond's spine.
"Retf tret brav yuor daut guty savoy."
The unfamiliar words hung in the air, carrying with them an otherworldly resonance. Richmond's senses tingled with anticipation.
