Chapter 94 The Temple Of Echoes

• The air within the temple shimmered like heat over ice.
• Lucia paused at the threshold, her boots touching smooth crystal that reflected the dim blue light seeping through the arched ceiling. Each step echoed twice—once in sound, and again in some faint, spectral resonance, as though the walls themselves remembered every word spoken within them.
• The Temple of Echoes was vast but silent, its pillars carved from translucent stone that seemed to breathe. Faint runes pulsed inside the crystal veins, casting moving patterns of light over the floor. It was beautiful, but unsettling—alive in a way that made even Kelvin’s warrior instincts tense.