Caution
Seth glares at the tombstone, mentally bracing himself.
"Fine. Let's get this over with."
The barrier flickers faintly as he takes a step forward, his hand hovering inches above the tombstone's surface.
Zera's voice cuts through his hesitation, sharp yet calm:
[Steady your breathing. Remember, you are the conduit. The dungeon core will handle the rest. Trust the process.]
He exhales, muttering,
"Easier said than done."
The tension in the air thickens as Seth prepares to engage in the task.
The clearing was bathed in an ethereal glow as the barrier surrounding the tombstone rippled faintly.
Seth stands with his hand outstretched, the faint blue energy of the dungeon core shimmering in his chest.
Seth takes a deep breath and places his hand on the tombstone.
The cold surface pulses under his palm, sending a sharp jolt through his body.