They had not struggled on the previous floors. That much was clear to all of them.
Floors Eleven through Fourteen had pushed them to move faster and think sharper, but none of them had come close to running out of mana or losing control of the battlefield.
They had been challenged, yes, but never pressured. Even Tessa, who had taken the brunt of the physical clashes, still looked energized rather than looking drained.
Floor Fifteen felt different the moment they stepped onto it.
The cavern was much wider than the others, with uneven terrain and shallow water covering large portions of the stone floor.
Thick pillars rose irregularly toward a high, shadowed ceiling, and faint red veins pulsed softly along the walls as if the dungeon itself was breathing. The air felt heavier here, not to be suffocating, but it was very dense with mana.
Tessa cracked her neck slowly and rolled her shoulders as she stepped forward into the chamber.
