The Arena (Pt )

Noir kept taking slow, paced steps. The darkness of the narrow path seemed suffocating, and the musty smell of moss and rotting rocks filled everywhere.

Unlike the beginning of his journey within the entire underground expanse, the exit path was entirely devoid of light. No magic crystals for lighting, or even glowing minerals. It was pure darkness. There was also no sign of life, the entire area seemed deserted. Perfect for espionage.

After leaving the center of the catacomb, Noir walked for the next five minutes. He knew it would take a bit longer to reach the exit. He needed to decide on what to do after he got within the inner grounds. Thanks to the traps and runes he encountered previously, he had used a great deal of his mana. He had roughly over half left. He could probably manage a Magic Territory as a last resort, but he didn't want it to come to that.