"Young master!"
THUD!
Berno's voice echoed faintly from above, but by the time it reached me, I was already at the bottom.
For a brief moment, I felt weightless—like the world had stopped moving. Then my boots hit solid ground, sending a dull vibration up my legs.
It was dark. Completely, suffocatingly dark.
Not the kind of darkness you get at night, but something heavier, thicker—like a living shadow pressing down on everything.
I couldn't see a thing, not even my own hand in front of my face.
Reaching for my magic bracelet, I pulled out a small lamp from the subspace storage. The faint hum of mana resonated as I activated it, and a soft white glow bloomed from the crystal inside.
But the light didn't spread.
Instead, it was as if the darkness absorbed it, swallowing it whole. The glow barely illuminated a few feet around me before fading into the black haze.
"What the hell…?" I muttered under my breath.
