The spire's shadow loomed large as we delved deeper into its heart. Tsukasa, usually more at ease in the familiar chaos of dungeon streams, found himself leading not just a physical expedition, but an archaeological revelation that could reshape history. The responsibility weighed heavily on him, compounded by his inherent social awkwardness which made the sudden thrust into leadership even more challenging.
As we navigated through the dimly lit corridors, every footstep echoed off the ancient stone, a constant reminder of the thousands of years these walls had stood silent, guarding their secrets. The air was cool and dry, filled with the musty scent of old parchment and stone that had not felt the warmth of sunlight in centuries.
