After Seraphina and I regained our bearings, we stepped out of the trial room, the door sealing behind us with a soft hum.
The path ahead was eerily quiet. Not the kind of quiet that felt peaceful, but the kind that hinted at something waiting.
"Up ahead is the boss?" Seraphina asked, her voice steady, but her grip on her sword tightening just slightly.
I nodded. "Six-star beast. Glacial Imp."
Seraphina frowned. "A Glacial Imp? That's humanoid, right?"
"Yeah," I confirmed. "Not just humanoid. Intelligent."
We finally reached the boss gate—an ancient, ice-covered door that pulsed faintly with mana. The air around it was colder than the rest of the dungeon, the frost creeping along the edges like veins in stone.
I turned to her. "I'll help you. Equip Bone Armour again."
