The spiral corridor twisted downward, its crystalline walls shimmering with an eerie, faint glow. Daniel and Mira moved cautiously, their senses heightened by the oppressive silence. Each step echoed through the passage, the sound swallowed almost instantly by the abyssal energy surrounding them. The atmosphere was suffocating, as though the weight of countless unseen eyes bore down upon them.
"This place feels... different," Mira murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She clenched her blade tighter, her usual confidence tempered by the alien stillness around them.
Daniel nodded, his grip firm on the Fragment of Insight. The shard's faint pulses resonated with the corridor, as if it were attuned to the environment, leading them deeper into the heart of something ancient and vast. He couldn't shake the feeling that they were being drawn in—not as explorers, but as intruders.
