[Elara’s POV]
The obsidian castle didn't just look evil; it felt alive.
As Kael and I stepped over the threshold, followed closely by Silas and the Shadowguard, the air pressure instantly dropped. The walls of the massive entrance hall were carved from pure, glossy black stone that seemed to absorb my White Wolf light rather than reflect it. There were no torches, no windows. Only the suffocating, freezing silence of a tomb.
CRACK. BOOM.
The sound was so violently loud it made my teeth rattle. I spun around just in time to see the colossal iron doors slam shut behind us.
But they didn't just shut the world out. They shut our army out.
A massive slab of solid, enchanted obsidian had violently slammed down from the ceiling directly behind Kael and me, cleanly slicing the hallway in hal
