Sure, here's the translation:
The group continued to walk on the pitch-black void staircase.
With each step, the red mark would light up, turning the step beneath their feet into solid form. As they moved to the next step, the previous one slowly turned into a phantom shadow, eventually disappearing into the darkness.
They seemed to be stepping onto a heavenly ladder with no way back.
By now, they had been away from the platform where Cicia's box was located for almost fifteen minutes, yet the end of the staircase was still nowhere in sight.
Additionally, the staircase sometimes spiraled upward and sometimes plummeted like a free fall for dozens of meters. The routes, flipping and turning upside-down, had become routine.
If it weren't for the red mark constantly guiding their direction, they would even doubt if they had gone the wrong way.
