The ambiance of the abyss gradually shifted. The faint light that once shone above was now a mere memory, replaced by an all-encompassing darkness. The weight of the water pressed in from all sides, threatening to crush their very bones.
Johan felt every inch of the increasing pressure. 'We need to be cautious. This depth... it's unlike anything we've experienced.' The realization of their descent into the very bowels of Frogenheim weighed heavily on him.
Ken's Kagune flared with a subdued light, casting eerie shadows in the surrounding void. "We're not built for such depths," he remarked, his voice carrying an edge of unease.
Danny, though in his Titan form, which bore significant resistance, nodded in agreement. "We need to find a way out before the pressure becomes unbearable."
Johan held out the compass, its soft glow cutting through the darkness. "The compass seems unaffected. As long as we have this, we have direction."
