"Less talking, more running!" Sebastian snapped.
The entire corridor shook violently.
A ripple of mana swept through the air, and they all looked up, knowing what it meant. That was the dungeon reacting to their advance.
Behind them, the floor continued to fold inwards, collapsing into itself like an imploding mirror.
"Move!" Sebastian barked again, pushing Rowan forward with one hand. "The dungeon's purging the ring!"
Wade glanced over his shoulder. The collapsing corridor was a storm of death, filled with falling walls, screaming wraiths, and waves of mirrored debris devouring everything behind them.
He grit his teeth, activating Short Step. His form blurred forward. "I'll clear the path ahead!"
Sebastian didn't argue. The ground quaked under their boots, threatening to throw them off balance.
