The grim spectacle struck the remaining mages like a hammer to the chest. Each skeleton bore faint remnants of the enchanted robes worn by the First Team, making their identities unmistakable.
The outcome was clear: the unknown realm within the fissure had claimed them almost immediately.
The Magic Tower put a halt to the expedition, the chilling return of the skeletal remains making it clear that the fissure held dangers far beyond their comprehension.
Security around the fissure was immediately reinforced, barriers strengthened, and vigilance doubled.
Meanwhile, the three bodies were carefully collected, their belongings meticulously analyzed for any clues that could shed light on the fate of the First Team.
The examination of the bodies yielded an unsettling discovery. Each skeleton was pristine, with no signs of physical trauma or struggle.
