The dense forest gradually gave way to an eerie, open landscape. The ground beneath them became cracked stone, remnants of an ancient civilization long lost to time. Faint carvings, nearly erased by centuries of erosion, lined the ruins ahead. A massive stone archway stood before them, half-collapsed but still holding firm, leading into a darkened corridor.
Luna stepped forward, her fingers trailing along the worn stone. "This place… it feels different from the last ruin."
Orpheus nodded. "This one is older. Stronger."
His crimson eyes scanned the entrance, taking in the faint traces of magic still pulsing through the stone. "The guardian here won't be like the ones you faced before."
Luna inhaled deeply, excitement and tension warring within her. "So… no hints?"
Orpheus smirked. "You figure it out."
