The passageway twisted and turned, leading them deeper into the bowels of the ancient temple. The walls, lined with smooth stone, bore no more inscriptions or carvings, as if the temple itself had stripped away all pretense, leaving only the raw essence of its ancient power. The air was thick with an oppressive silence, broken only by the soft echo of their footsteps.
Elara walked at the front, the Blade of Eternity glowing faintly on her back. The power she had unlocked in the previous chamber still thrummed within her, a steady pulse that filled her with both strength and a deep sense of responsibility. She knew the trials ahead would only grow more challenging, but she also knew that she wasn't facing them alone.
