We stepped through the portal into the heart of Thalira's dark, foreboding fortress. The moment we arrived, the oppressive energy of the place hit me like a wave. It wasn't just the architecture, which was jagged and twisted as if the stone itself had been corrupted, but the very air felt thick with malice.
The shadows seemed to writhe, alive with menace, and I had to force myself to keep moving.
Lise walked beside me, her posture tense but ready. I could feel the calm determination radiating from her, and it gave me strength.
She glanced at me, a reassuring smile flickering on her lips, though her eyes remained sharp, alert for any sign of danger. I held onto that brief connection, grateful for her presence.
Ahead, Thalia and Lucie led the way, their powerful demonic auras a protective shield around us. Thalia's crimson eyes scanned every inch of the corridor as we moved, while Lucie's graceful yet powerful movements showed no sign of hesitation.
