The heavy iron doors creaked open with a sound that seemed to echo through the silence of the underground chamber. Asha's heart pounded in her chest, her every sense alert. They had entered the deepest level of Greywatch Spire, the royal outpost that had hidden away the kingdom's darkest secrets.
The air inside was thick with the scent of decay and metal. Cold stone walls lined the corridor, lit by flickering torchlight. At the far end, a set of massive double doors led to what Asha could only assume was the inner sanctum—the heart of the Blood Pact experiments.
Darian's footsteps were silent, his figure a shadow among shadows. Asha moved quietly beside him, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger. Ghost, as always, was at her side, his fur bristling as he moved with an almost
