A Palace
Ethan stepped through the massive stone door. When he entered the room the atmosphere changed dramatically. The air was cool and still, a stark contrast to the chaotic battlefield he had just left behind.
The room was a vast cavern and its walls composed of jagged obsidian black stone that jutted out like sharp blades. The stone seemed to absorb the faint, artificial light that illuminated the space, casting eerie, shifting shadows across the floor. The source of the light was unclear, as it appeared to emanate from the very walls themselves.
Ethan's footsteps echoed softly as he moved further into the cavern. The sharp, angular formations of the obsidian created an oppressive atmosphere, making the room feel both vast and claustrophobic at the same time. The floor was uneven, with rocky outcrops and deep fissures that Ethan navigated carefully, his senses on high alert for any signs of danger.