Chapter 106: Wasn’t Able to Save it?-2
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The sound had been loud—echoing like thunder in a cavernous tomb—and it left a ringing silence in its wake. Ethan and his companions stood tense, eyes trained toward the direction it came from.
"Let’s move," Ethan said, his voice low, steady.
Daniel gave a firm nod, spinning his axe once in his grip. Reyna cracked her knuckles and smirked, and Liora adjusted her gloves, crimson threads of mana flickering faintly between her fingers.
As they advanced through the brightly lit chamber, they arrived at the far end where the wall had collapsed. Rubble coated the floor like shattered bones, and a thick dust cloud still lingered in the air, making the light glow hazy and silver. Through the crumbled stone, a new passage yawned before them—narrow, unnatural, like it had been sealed off for centuries.
But before anyone could take a step, a deep metallic thud echoed behind them.
They all turned.
The door they had used to enter this place had sealed shut. Daniel rushed over immediately, pressing a hand to its smooth white surface. He gave it a push—then a kick. Nothing. No reaction.
He tapped the metal twice more before turning around with a sigh. "Nope. This shit’s locked tighter than a noble’s purse."
Ethan chuckled softly, adjusting his grip on Warlord’s Fang. "Figures. Looks like we don’t have a choice."
"No choice but forward," Liora murmured, eyes narrowed at the newly revealed passage.
Together, they advanced into the corridor beyond the broken wall.