Chapter 253 Book 5 Decoding the Seal
Li An stood still, her eyes locked on the titanic stone gate that towered before her in the dim, rune-lined tunnel. The air was damp and carried the cold scent of centuries. Her dark hair clung lightly to her neck, a result of both exertion and the deep, still humidity that clung to these subterranean halls. Behind her, the shadows of the winding dungeon flickered with the lingering echoes of battles fought and truths revealed.
This was the end of the tunnel, the final point past the fork path from out of the torture chamber.
A faint shimmer stirred across the surface of the stone gate. Her hand brushed its timeworn surface—and suddenly, lines of azure light raced along the carved grooves like liquid lightning. Ancient runes, long hidden by dust and time, glowed with silent power, humming softly, their language forgotten by the world above. The hum of the activated rune seems to feel like warning to those who dares to enter this place.
