Mon'Ter and Agathon walked forth, stepping along a path made of what they deemed stars. The surroundings were filled with blue and golden light, with the latter being the dominant hue. The duo walked without any other distraction, safe the trail of color before them. After walking for about a few minutes of making mile-long steps, Agathon turned back to Mon'Ter. "So, this is what the in-between looks like, such beauty, wouldn't you say?" he quizzed. "Yes, it is quite pretty," Mon'Ter pursed his lips, looking around. The vast void filled with aurora was unlike any sight he'd laid his eye on before, it was so otherworldly. "I wish I could show this to Ely and the others." "The princess?" Agathon mused, holding a soft smile under his nose. "My, I'm sure she'd be awe struck too. And while we’re on a side note, I see you've suddenly gained a better understanding of speech? You don't seem to stutter at all now, Mr. Chimera." "I guess not," Mon'Ter t

As the light covered the members of the party, their line of sight shifted and changed. Eventually, the source of illumination faded only to reveal a new scenery far away from the Elven forest of colorations. It was one of simple greenery, yet even that held its own right to beauty.A large plain expanded to one directions, circular one at that, with numerous trees acting as the horizon border. These trees were lush, they held few leaves but thick vines ran around their trunk and branches, giving them a sense of serious protection. Between each of the trees laid a path, and to be more precise, it held part of a road leading towards the center of the plain, where in the distance one could see a basic village and its farmers living amongst it."Woah!" Namir panned his head around in amazement. "It's all green!""What else would it be? This isn't your forest, its Benulis," Sereia chuckled."I've never seen it like that, though!" Namir hopped around, zooming

"Good work, everyone!" Elyenora said with a smile as they stopped for a short moment out of fatigue. "We've practically cleared the first floor, this place has been a real trip, so let's just be happy we all made it unscathed.""That was a lot of fun!" Namir said cheerfully. "Especially the part where you fought off all those spiders, Mon'Ter! That was fun to see!""I'd say your little stunt at the entrance was most impressive!" Sereia grinned at the kid."What was most impressive was you hiding behind the princess from the spiders!" he laughed at her.She turned red for a moment, then yelled. "Hey! Shush!"The group got a chuckle out of the situation, and then Mon'Ter spoke up. "Now we just have to take out the guardian person, right?""Yeah, and we can move onto the second floor hence after," Samuel affirmed. "Mind you, it should get a lot tougher after that. To my knowledge that's where rogue spirits begin to appear.""So, I think

As the party waited patiently, they saw the black wall slowly crumble and dissipate into nothing. Meaning that their friend had successfully rid the gate guardian of its life. Slowly, he came into view, donned in his knightly armor and sheathing his blade. Bixby stood on his shoulder with a satisfied look, hooting peacefully while his master looked less amused than a three year old at a dining hall. "You did it, mister Lanos! Great job!" Namir exclaimed as he ran up to Lanos. "Good job, you actually came out unscathed, huh? How was the slime? Or well, was it a slime?" Sereia quizzed. "It was, how did you know?" Lanos raised a brow while Namir started playing with Bixby the owl spirit. "We figured from the available information we had upon entering this room. Seems like we probably could have attacked it way before the trail even started? A bit late to come to that realization though," Elyenora chuckled at the idea. She scratched her cheek whilst wishi

The ground remained layered with snow everywhere they went to, with thin ice acting as a gentle sheet, and trees here and there covered in snowy bundles. The fact there was any vegetation at all this far underground was already a miracle, although when you consider this whole sight that seemed like a winter fairyland, miracle was probably an understatement.The party had been walking for about two hours now, with many more left to go. The snow had gotten deeper as they'd traveled forward, leaving behind a good amount of space between them and the plants from before. As they walked, the serene environment which looked like a wonderland receded and instead turned into a wasteland of white, like a desert of snow. Eventually, their path narrowed down more. A cliff or wall of sorts blocked their further inquiry, and it took quite a while before they found a small enough route to continue their frigid march.It was a wide, narrow path, much like if someone had carved it or c