Chapter 243: Echoes of the Forgotten

The Path of Shadows stretched out before them, a winding, ever-shifting corridor of darkness and light that seemed to defy the laws of reality. The air was thick and heavy, shimmering with strange, unearthly energies that buzzed against Naya’s skin like static electricity. The hooded figures led the way, their silver-lit staffs casting a faint, ghostly glow that barely pierced the oppressive gloom. With each step, the ground seemed to ripple and twist beneath their feet, as if the very fabric of the path was alive.

Naya glanced around nervously, her senses on high alert. The darkness here was unlike anything she had ever felt—dense and cloying, filled with strange whispers that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. She couldn’t see anything beyond the narrow corridor of light that surrounded them, but she could feel it—the weight of unseen eyes watching their every move, the sense of something vast and terrible lurking just beyond the edges of her vision.

“Keep your focu