Emerging from the collapsed Maze of Illusions, Daniel and Mira found themselves standing before a new pathway. The faint glow emanating from its entrance contrasted sharply with the oppressive darkness they had just left behind. Though the Sphere of Clarity's light still flickered softly, there was a strange sense of foreboding about the tunnel ahead.
"This place feels... different," Mira murmured, adjusting her grip on her blade.
Daniel nodded, his gaze fixed on the faint, swirling patterns in the air. "The Abyss is changing. It's adapting to us."
The Fragment of Insight flared in Daniel's mind, delivering a cryptic warning: "The altar awaits. Do not falter."
For the first time in what felt like hours, the path ahead was eerily quiet. No whispers, no shifting walls, just an unsettling silence that made their footsteps sound unnaturally loud.
