Nula slowed her breathing to control her heartbeat as the corridor ahead widened, with vague signs of human workmanship appearing on the ground and walls, such as broken bricks and surfaces.
This place was once some kind of structure, perhaps even originally located on the surface.
As she proceeded, human traces became increasingly abundant and evident until, eventually, Nula found herself walking through what seemed like a largely intact, enclosed passageway.
It resembled the undercroft of a castle!
What was this place?
Nula scrutinized the walls, which bore inscriptions of obscure runes, not resembling human script nor elven writing but a font Nula had never encountered.
The mystery of this place deepened.
After a few more minutes of advancing, Nula reached the end of the corridor.
Unguarded.
Bright light emanated from the terminus, with faint sounds wafting through.
