The air grew heavier as Pyris, Alera, and Lady Nysa stepped into the inner layers of the labyrinth.
Although she hadn't been fully healed, Alera had been persistent with following Pyris deeper into the labyrinth, just beyond the outer layer to retrieve the Blood Chalice.
The oppressive presence of the Guardian was left behind, its unyielding form still stationed as a silent sentinel at the border between the first layer and the inner sanctum.
Yet, even in their relief at passing its judgment, they knew the true trial was just beginning.
Ahead of them lay an expanse cloaked in unnatural darkness. The deeper they ventured, the more palpable the tension became. The Blood Chalice was near—near in proximity, but shrouded in a veil so absolute that even Lady Nysa, with her immense experience and immortality, struggled to sense its presence although she had knowledge of where it was supposed to be!
