The ruins lay silent after their recent battle, the oppressive weight of darkness having been pushed back. Elara and her companions moved cautiously through the now quiet corridors, each step echoing in the stillness. The destruction of the portal had weakened the Voidborne's influence, but they knew the threat was not entirely vanquished.
As they ventured deeper into the ruins, the walls became increasingly smooth and polished, a stark contrast to the rough, weathered stone they had encountered earlier. The air grew colder, and a faint, unsettling hum reverberated through the corridors, like the whisper of a forgotten voice.
Seraphina glanced around, her face pale. "This place feels different. The energy here is… more intense."
Kirin nodded, his brow furrowed in concentration. "We must be nearing the heart of the Voidborne's domain. The intensity of the energy suggests that we're approaching something significant."
