The staircase seemed endless.
Lucien walked at the front, the Blade of Dawn glowing faintly in his hand.
Seraphina followed closely.
Lyra stayed between them, her Crystal Heart illuminating the ancient walls.
Behind them, Aster remained unusually silent.
Lucien finally glanced back.
"Something is wrong."
Aster nodded.
"I can feel it."
"The First Light is here."
"But so is something...