I let out a frustrated sigh, shaking my head in exasperation. "Why is it always me getting stuck in these dungeons? Why is it always me?" I muttered to myself, feeling a sense of déjà vu wash over me.
As I stood at the entrance of the dungeon, I was met with an oppressive darkness that seemed to swallow all light. There were no torches, no luminescent mushrooms, no glowing crystals - just an inky blackness that seemed to press in on me from all sides.
"Illuminare," I whispered. I raised my hand, and a soft, white glow began to take shape beside me. The air seemed to shimmer and coalesce, forming a small, luminous orb that hovered in the air as the spell took hold.
The orb of light floated beside me, casting an ethereal glow over the dark space.
