Not a single crystal. She saw neither in the crypt nor outside; it was as if every crystal in the world had stopped existing. She had almost given up at this time, but her sword sang every time there was a need to.
What she was most concerned about was that she was falling behind in terms of technique usage in the team. The more one uses their technique, the better they get at it and the more they stretch their cores, ready for the next rank.
Stallus was only using her core for cloaking now, nothing like skills, but still, she didn't think she was holding the team back in any way.
"Let's go!" Alex called and made way for the portal.
They entered the portal. Azaroth opened his eyes as his leg touched solid ground again. The air was heavy, damp, and wet. They were underground and around them, deep into the walls that surrounded them, were crystals.
The crystals were shimmery reds and pinks, chunks of them covering the wall as if they were simply growing on it.
