"It's stuck!" Layla exclaimed, her voice strained with urgency.
Amun joined in, his muscles tensed with exertion as he applied his strength to the resistant stone. Despite their combined efforts, the switch refused to budge, as if defying their last hope for salvation.
"We have to keep trying," Amun insisted, his voice tinged with frustration.
Layla nodded, her breaths shallow and uneven. With renewed determination, they continued their futile efforts, the statues drawing nearer with each passing moment.
The chamber reverberated with the relentless clang of swords against stone as the statues closed in on their prey. Layla's mind raced, searching for any alternative means of escape, but the walls seemed to offer no solace.
Amun glanced back at the advancing statues, his expression grim. "Layla, we need to find another way out. This isn't working."
