As Swayer followed Kryos through the winding paths of the palace, she couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. Something about this situation seemed off, and she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.
Kryos led her through a maze of corridors, up and down flights of stairs, until they finally reached a door at the end of a long hallway.
"Here we are," he said, pushing the door open.
Swayer hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do.
"Are you going to come in or not?" Kryos asked, his patience clearly wearing thin.
"I...I don't know," Swayer stammered. She didn't trust him, but she also didn't want to anger him.
"If you're not going to come in, I'm leaving," Kryos said, his tone harsh.
Swayer took a deep breath and stepped into the room, feeling like she was walk
