The boy trudged along the chasm wall, his fingers grazing the jagged surface while clutching the beast core tightly in his other hand. Its faint, pulsating glow served as his only guide in the stifling darkness, casting fleeting shadows on the rock walls.
He had long lost track of time, hours, maybe days? The silence pressed down on him, broken only by the rhythmic sound of his footsteps.
His stomach growled, sharp and insistent, while his limbs throbbed with exhaustion. But he kept moving.
Then, a flicker of light caught his eye in the distance. It was faint, barely noticeable, but unmistakable.
His heart skipped a beat, and a surge of hope pushed him forward. He stumbled over uneven ground in his haste, his breath quickening.
The glow ahead grew stronger with each step until finally, he reached it, a narrow opening at the chasm's end.
