As Isiah and Eijar navigated the dark, foreboding corridors of the complex, he could feel her heavy, altered weight resting in his arms.
Every single step had to be calculated, every shift through the shadows executed with absolute precision. He could not afford a single misstep with hostile forces scouring the facility behind them.
As a master of dark magic, Isiah knew he had to utilize every subtle technique in his repertoire to ensure Eijar's safety.
His mind raced as they moved silently through the stone passages. While he lacked an exact blueprint of the underground labyrinth, he was determined to forge an exit. Utilizing his heightened senses, he pinpointed the distant mana signatures of patrolling mages, intentionally selecting the least crowded pathways to slip through undetected.
