The air inside the library was heavy with dust and the scent of old parchment, a stark contrast to the chill that had accompanied them outside. The walls were lined with towering shelves, each laden with scrolls and tomes, their spines worn and faded by time. Flickering torches cast an ethereal glow, illuminating the intricate carvings that adorned the stone walls—images of scholars, wizards, and battles long forgotten.
As Amara and Kirin stepped further into the sanctum, the doors creaked shut behind them, sealing them off from the outside world. The Keeper moved gracefully, gliding past the shelves with an almost otherworldly presence, beckoning them to follow.
"Welcome to the Library of Veloria," the Keeper said, their voice echoing off the stone walls. "Here lies knowledge that transcends time. But be warned: not all knowledge is meant for those unprepared to wield it."
