Chapter 233 Ariella's Confession

• The fortress of the Abyss loomed like a titan in the distance, its jagged towers piercing the swirling black mist that encased the land. The gates stood impossibly high, carved with ancient runes that pulsed faintly with a sinister red glow. The air grew colder as the group approached, each step heavier than the last.
• Seraphine led the way, her crimson cloak blending with the dark surroundings. “This place is alive,” she warned. “It will try to mislead and trap you. Stay close, and whatever you do, don’t stray from the path.”
• Ariella’s eyes darted to the walls of the fortress. Faces seemed to form and dissolve within the stone, their expressions twisted in agony. The whispers that had haunted them since entering the Abyss grew louder, forming a cacophony of despair and anger.