The vast chasm before them stretched endlessly, its depths shrouded in a thick mist that curled like serpents, clinging to the jagged rock walls. The walls themselves were veins of crystal, much like those they had seen earlier, but here they thrummed with an intensity that shook the very air. The crystals pulsed in rhythmic unison, casting eerie glows that illuminated the chasm in shifting hues, from violet to green to deep, unsettling crimson.
Elara's heart quickened as the weight of what they had uncovered sank in. The deeper they went into this forgotten world beneath the forest, the more it felt as though the world itself was awakening, stretching, and breathing in tandem with the shards they carried. The path had never been so clear, but neither had it ever felt so fraught with danger.
