Chapter 133 The Labyrinth Of Shadows

• The Bastion of Shadows was unlike anything they had encountered before. Its walls were made of polished black stone that reflected their distorted images, twisting their features into grotesque mockeries of themselves. The air was cold, and the faint hum of magic vibrated through their bones.
• “Stick together,” Kael instructed, his voice firm but low. “This place isn’t just a maze; it’s alive.”
• Mora stayed close to Ariella, his usual lighthearted demeanor replaced by a rare seriousness. Linnea trailed behind, her eyes scanning their surroundings for any sign of movement.