Chapter 162 The Labyrinth's Soul

• The passage wound endlessly, its walls pulsating with an eerie luminescence. The atmosphere shifted from cold and foreboding to warm and oppressive, as though the labyrinth itself was alive, breathing and watching.
• Kael led the group, his hand instinctively gripping the hilt of his sword. “Stay close. Whatever’s ahead, it’s going to be worse than what we’ve faced so far.”
• Ralgar rolled his eyes. “Thanks for the pep talk, fearless leader.”