Silas, Jace, and Lyra made their way through the twisted streets of the alien city, their eyes darting nervously from one bizarre sight to another. The air hummed with an otherworldly energy, and strange creatures of all shapes and sizes bustled past them, barely sparing the humans a second glance.
As they approached the colosseum, its massive structure loomed before them, a behemoth of bone and steel that seemed to touch the blood-red sky. Silas felt a twinge of fear in his gut, but he pushed it down, focusing on the task at hand.
"Are we really doing this?" Jace whispered, his voice tight with anxiety.
Silas nodded, his jaw set with determination. "We have to. It's the only way to save my mother."
Lyra placed a comforting hand on Silas's shoulder. "We're with you, Silas. Whatever happens."
