The ancient fortress was a maze of crumbling walls and overgrown vegetation. Leo and Sofia led the way, their weapons at the ready. The rest of the team followed closely, their eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement.
Owen was at the back, his laptop in hand, trying to get a signal. "I can't get a clear connection. Something's interfering with the signal."
Sofia frowned. "It could be the Arbiter's magic. He's known for disrupting technology."
Evelyn kept her staff close, her healing abilities ready in case of an ambush. "We should find the scout team and get out of here. This place feels...wrong."
Leo agreed. The fortress had an oppressive atmosphere, as if the very walls held memories of violence and betrayal. He could sense the lingering traces of dark magic, and it made him uneasy.
As they turned a corner, they came across a small chamber with strange symbols etched into the stone. Leo felt a surge of energy, and his instincts screamed that they were in danger.
