Chapter 252: Teamwork
The air inside the dungeon was damp.
Water seeping through the stone walls had collected in shallow hollows in the floor. Mana lamps placed at intervals along the corridor gave off a faint light, and roots hanging from the ceiling cast shadows over our feet.
It was unnecessarily detailed for an artificial dungeon.
I glanced at a crack in the wall. Beneath the stone, mana pulsed at regular intervals, holding the entire structure together. The flow I'd sensed at the entrance continued here, running through the walls and floor before stretching farther down the corridor.
The academy had clearly put a great deal of effort into this exam.
My teammates, however, were more interested in what lay ahead than in how realistic the stones looked.
The boy with the sword stood in front of us, staring into the dark stretch of corridor. The archer had taken the bow from his shoulder. Celine's supporter had created a small light at the tip of her staff.
