The narrow corridor was a sharp contrast to the grand chambers they'd seen before.
Smooth, featureless walls shimmered faintly, reflecting the light from the Sentinel's glowing patterns. It moved ahead with precise, soundless steps, its presence both reassuring and unnerving.
Tobi's mark continued to pulse faintly, a rhythmic beat that seemed to synchronize with the faint hum in the walls. The deeper they descended, the stronger the sensation became.
"This place is alive," Hannah whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum.
"Alive or aware?" Moritaka asked.
The Sentinel answered without turning. "Both."
The passage opened into a massive underground chamber, the scale of which was breathtaking.
Towering columns of crystal stretched from floor to ceiling, their surfaces etched with glowing glyphs.
In the center of the chamber was a circular platform, surrounded by conduits that radiated energy in arcs of light.
