The interior of the temple was dimly lit, with only a few flickering torches casting long shadows on the walls.
As Blake ventured deeper, he could feel a strange energy pulsating through the air
. It was as if the very stones of the temple were alive, watching his every move.Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet trembled, and a deep voice echoed through the chamber.
"Who dares to enter the sacred grounds of the Ancients?"Blake's heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to stand tall.
"I am Blake, an orphan from the village. I seek the power to change my destiny."The voice rumbled with laughter.
"Very well, Blake. To claim the power you seek, you must first prove your worth.
Face the trials and emerge victorious, or perish."Without warning, the torches flared brightly, illuminating a passageway ahead. Blake steeled himself and began to walk forward, knowing that there was no turning back.
The first trial awaited him.