As the heavy stone door creaked open, Ava and Luke stepped into the next room, their hearts still heavy from the Trial of Shadows. The air inside was thick, and the flickering light of torches cast long shadows against the cold stone walls. This chamber felt more ominous than the others, and a sense of foreboding washed over Luke.
Ava, still shaken from her encounter with Liam's ghost, glanced at Luke with concern. "I don't know how much more of this I can take," she whispered, her voice trembling.
Luke nodded but remained silent, sensing that the worst was yet to come. He had watched Ava crumble under the weight of her past, and now it was his turn. The Tower had shown no mercy in its trials, and Luke knew deep down that it would soon target his own demons.
