Xavier and Aji stood side by side in front of the large, ornate door that marked the entrance to the fifth floor. The air around it shimmered faintly, like the surface of a still pond disturbed by the lightest touch. Strange symbols, glowing with soft, ethereal light, etched themselves into the stone frame of the door, shifting and swirling in a slow, mesmerizing dance.
“Well, this doesn’t look ominous at all, that's what makes it more dangerous...” Aji muttered, tapping his dagger against his thigh.
Xavier eyed the symbols warily, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. “Every floor has been different, and we’ve faced some pretty brutal stuff. I have a feeling this one’s going to be more… mental.”
Aji groaned. “Ugh, another mind game? Come on, can’t we just fight something huge and
