They stepped through the violent, swirling purple energy of the portal.
The air instantly changed. The smell of the muddy camp vanished, replaced by the heavy, damp stench of rotting stone and stagnant water.
[Warning: Spatial shift complete. Entering Abyssal Spire - Floor 1.]
[Environmental status: Underground. Air quality is poor. Hostile entities detected in the deep shadows.]
Leo adjusted the heavy canvas pack on his back, keeping his shoulders hunched. He let out a fake, nervous cough.
The Iron Wolves led the way down a wide, descending tunnel made of jagged black rock. Gorn walked at the front with his greatsword drawn, while his four men flanked the sides. Leo and Katherine walked in the middle of the formation.
It didn't take long for the mercenaries to get distracted.
