The passage stretched on longer than either expected, the air turning colder with every step. Noel's grip on Revenant Fang stayed firm, but even he slowed when the corridor finally widened and opened into something vast.
They both stopped at the threshold.
An underground sanctuary sprawled before them—arched ceilings carved with runes, endless rows of pillars vanishing into shadow, and hallways branching off in every direction like veins. The scale of it dwarfed everything they'd seen so far.
Selene's voice broke the silence, low and even, though a hint of awe slipped through. "This isn't just another ruin… this place is too large. It could be one of Elarin's primary sanctuaries."
Noel let out a quiet breath, scanning the endless paths. 'This is huge. Too big for a hidden chamber. How much of history have we walked into?'
