Marcus and Pii made their way through the ethereal landscape of Marcus's memories, navigating the labyrinthine corridors of the dungeon. The air was heavy with a mixture of anticipation and nostalgia as they delved deeper into the recesses of Marcus's mind.
They had been walking for thousands of hours already, and as they did, both of them shared their views, leading to profound realizations between each other.
As they reached a particularly intricate junction, Pii paused, his brows furrowing in concentration. "I sense something... familiar," he murmured, his voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and caution.
Marcus, ever observant, followed Pii's gaze and noticed a faint glow emanating from a hidden passageway. "Looks like we have found our way out," Marcus remarked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He extended his hand, gesturing for Pii to follow.