The staircase loomed ominously before them, each step leading closer to the unknown. Stark and Orasio shared a silent moment of determination, a steely resolve shining in their eyes as they stood up from their brief rest.
Without uttering a single word, they began their descent down the grand staircase, the air growing colder with each step they took.
The darkness began more overwhelming each second they descended, the platform and 'colossal paths' quickly getting further and further from them.
Soon enough, they couldn't even the chamber while looking up.
"Five at the start, now only two remain," Orasio suddenly said without even looking back at Stark, "Do you think we will survive this?"
