The lift descended into the depths of the Obsidian Sanctum, its smooth motion belying the tension that hung in the air. Silas, Jace, Lyra, and Selene stood in silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they plunged deeper into the unknown.
With a soft chime, the lift came to a stop. The doors slid open, revealing a vast, cavernous space that stretched out before them. Silas blinked, his eyes adjusting to the dim light that suffused the area.
The chamber was a marvel of organic architecture, a series of interconnected bubble-like structures carved directly into the stone. Circular openings dotted the walls, each one serving as the entrance to a home. Some were covered with hanging sheets, others with strands of beads that clacked softly in the stale air.
