Aria and I pressed onward, deeper into the heart of the Labyrinth of the Forsaken. The air grew colder with each step, the once-faint shimmer of runes now glowing brighter, casting a sickly green hue over the jagged stone walls. The further we ventured, the more palpable the magic became, an ancient energy that seemed to pulse from the very core of the dungeon.
"We're only getting started," Aria remarked, her voice a whisper in the eerie silence. She moved ahead of me, her figure a sleek shadow against the labyrinth's dark passages. "If that Sentinel was the first real challenge, I can't wait to see what the rest of this place has in store."
