Tower of cours

Chapter 12: The Depths of Despair

The staircase wound upward, its steps creaking beneath their feet as if the tower itself was growing weary of their ascent. The air felt heavier with each step, oppressive and suffocating, as though the shadows themselves were watching and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Kael's hand never left the hilt of his sword, his grip tightening with every passing floor. Selene's eyes darted nervously to the shadows that clung to the walls, while Mira's staff glowed brighter, as if to ward off the