The group moved cautiously through the dungeon's entrance corridor, their footsteps echoing off the damp stone walls. Azrynn's silver lantern floated ahead, casting long, dancing shadows across the ancient carvings that lined the passage.
Isolde's voice cut through the silence, calm and measured as she walked beside Adam.
"This dungeon is known to have at least three confirmed floors. The records from the old adventurer guilds mention them clearly. However..." She paused, her pale blue eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "There are rumors of deeper levels—floors that have never been fully explored or mapped. No one who ventured beyond the third floor has ever returned to confirm what lies beneath."
Azrynn's yellow eyes flickered with curiosity, her voice carrying a note of cautious intrigue.
"So there might still be secrets hidden in this dungeon?"
Ignis's flames flickered with eager excitement, her golden eyes gleaming in the lantern light.
