~Sarah’s POV~
The air inside the fissure didn't just feel heavy, it felt alive. Every step I took was a gamble against a mountain that seemed to be breathing in jagged, rhythmic gasps. As a Ghost-Walker, I usually rely on the stillness of the shadows, but here, the shadows were vibrating with a raw power that threatened to shake the very marrow from my bones. I flicked through the darkness, my movements a series of glitches in the air as I bypassed the falling debris. The deeper I went, the warmer the stone became, glowing with a deep, pulsing amber that put Solana's sun-fire to shame. This wasn't heat, it was overwhelming gravity. "Stay focused, Sarah," I whispered to myself, the scent of raw ore thick in my throat.
I rounded a corner and stopped. The fissure opened into a vast, cathedr
