Approaching the ancient city, their curiosity swelled in the midst of a mysterious and tense atmosphere that enveloped the area. It seemed almost supernatural as if the city had been frozen in time for centuries. Even the nearby buildings exuded a strange vibe as if the very stones held a secret within them.
The streets paved with cobblestones, bore the marks of time's passage, their once resplendent glory now diminished. The houses, though still standing tall, lacked the tender care and attention they once commanded.
The residents, cloaked in an air of unease, moved with a blend of suspicion and caution, their actions and expressions veiled in secrecy. A few scattered shops offered a glimpse of commerce amidst the desolation, while the towering spires of ancient temples loomed in the distance, dominating the cityscape. In this realm where the soil was ruled by red sand, Dora and the girls pressed forward, their hearts heavy with concern.
