OBTAINING THE CROWN OF ELOORA
I entered the core of the Eloora machine without resistance, bracing myself for the extreme conditions I knew awaited me.
Dense, powerful magic enveloped me, its intensity so overwhelming that it would have crushed an ordinary person—or even a legendary being. The pressure in Eloora's core was formidable, capable of breaking anyone who dared to enter.
My clothes were incinerated by the flames within the core, yet I remained unscathed, untouched by the destructive forces that sought to tear me apart.
Then, without warning, my skin began to emit an eerie, invisible glow—not a light to be seen, but a darkness that consumed all the light around me, plunging everything into pitch blackness. Even the potent magic in the core couldn't escape the pull of this void and was absorbed into me.
I pressed forward, moving deeper into the core.
