The ninth floor of the dungeon stretched before Lilith, its dense forests and rocky landscapes bathed in an eerie, golden glow. She stepped into the territory with purpose, her sword, Eclipse, held loosely at her side. The air around her was charged, the faint hum of magic radiating from her body a testament to her mastery over both Space and Wind elements.
Her amber eyes, cold and calculating, scanned her surroundings. Lilith rarely showed emotion, but her resolve was clear: she was chasing Noah.
"He's ahead," she muttered to herself, the faint trail of his mana signature lingering in the air. It was faint but distinct, and her sharp senses locked onto it immediately. She began to move, each step deliberate and precise, her sword glinting ominously in the dim light.
The first obstacle came in the form of a pack of Infernal Wolves, their red eyes glowing menacingly as they prowled toward her. There were five of them, their dark fur bristling as they surrounded her.
