A few days ago, beneath Yino's castle...
The descent down the long stairs to the crystallized mana chamber was very different from Yano's.
This one was like entering the entrails of a living creature.
The stone steps, perfectly carved in previous eras, were here intertwined with purple veins that pulsed with a rhythm similar to the peristaltic movement of a creature's innards. The light they emanated projected shadows on the walls, creating the illusion of constant digestion.
Each pulse sent ripples through the air, an organic rhythm that made his skin crawl.
Kassian tried to maintain his composure while following the group, but each step downward made his stomach contract more.
The veins in the crystalline walls weren't simple decorations; he could feel how his mana responded to them, as if something was gently pulling at his vital energy.
