"Velanthris — The Arcanum Labyrinth. One of the seven great dungeons. It is… not like any other place in this world. It was created during the era when magic reached its peak. Back then, even children wove spells casually. Mana flowed like air."
She paused, excitement creeping into her tone again.
"The labyrinth is a library. A maze of infinite archives. A treasury of knowledge. It is said that everything the greatest mage in history learned, created, theorized, or discovered… is sealed within its floors."
Ariana almost shot out of her seat.
"W-WAIT— You mean that labyrinth? The legendary one?! The one scholars worship like some holy scripture?!"
Elisha nodded, smiling gently.
"Yes. That one."
Ariana was practically vibrating.
"A place filled with lost magic, forgotten runes, ancient spells—! Oliver, we HAVE to go!"
Oliver sighed. "That's… impressive, sure. But why us?"
Isolde smirked. "I can think of a few reasons."
Elisha leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm.
