Gorthan -1
The door to the tenth floor stands before me, shrouded in mystery. As I approach it, my heart races with anticipation, unsure of what lies beyond.
It is not broken like the entrances we have seen until now; it is in top condition.
The door is grand and imposing, standing tall and wide. It is made of dark, polished wood that seems almost black in the dim light of the corridor. Intricate carvings adorn its surface, depicting scenes of battles, mythical creatures, and swirling mists. The carvings come to life, their details so finely crafted that they appear three-dimensional.
*Tap*
"..." Just as I tap on the door, glowing runes inscribe themselves around the edges of the door, pulsating with a faint, ethereal light. They seem to hold some kind of ancient power, adding an air of mystique to the entrance.