Zarek ran a hand through his long hair, scratching the back of his head as his gaze lingered on the strange engravings.
A faint breeze brushed across his face, strands of hair falling over his forehead. He turned his head.
There—a small hollow space caught his eye. From within, a dim light glowed against a flat stone platform covered in dust and tangled vines.
Curiosity tugged at him.
Zarek stepped forward, his boots scraping against the damp floor. As he stepped onto the platform, he noticed intricate carvings etched deep into its surface.
He crouched slightly, eyes narrowing as he studied the mysterious markings.
Then—
WOOOM!
The engravings burst to life.
Light surged through every groove of the platform.
Zarek's eyes widened.
"What...?"
Before he could react, the light engulfed him completely.
His body vanished.
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The entire dungeon trembled as fists collided in midair, the impact echoing like heavenly war drums.
