The group stepped cautiously into the labyrinth's first layer's central parts.
The air changed the moment they crossed the threshold—heavier, colder, and filled with an electric tension that made their skin prickle. This wasn't just another part of the labyrinth; it felt alive, aware of their presence.
The walls around them shimmered faintly, shifting and twisting as if watching their every move. A strange humming sound echoed through the corridors, neither natural nor mechanical, but something far more unsettling.
The path ahead forked into multiple directions, each one darker and more foreboding than the last.
"This place…" Lyra began, her voice trembling slightly. "It feels… more wrong than the previous."
"It doth reek of treachery," Nysa replied, her ancient tone calm, yet her eyes betrayed a flicker of unease. "Beware, for the labyrinth's true nature lies here. It seeks not merely to test thee but to break thee. These are the inner parts of the Labyrinth's first layer."
