White Spirit

Erza moved forward through the maze following Wain's words.

'Damn, I thought this would be so much easier.' Wain thought as he watched the maze change next to Erza. Wain could see where the exit was, but that didn't mean finding the right path was easy.

Every time Erza moved forward a few yards, the walls came into flux, and new rooms, enemies, and traps appeared.

"Left."

"Got it." Erza turned and saw an old wooden door, she opened it and went inside. It was a room with traps, moving saws on the walls, pits on the ground with long spikes, and traps on the ceiling with retractable spears.

"You didn't make a mistake?"

"No, this is the best option. There are only rooms with traps around you now, the labyrinth is rebuilding, and sometimes you have to choose the lesser of evils."

Erza nodded and headed to the edge of the pit. She looked around and wondered how she could overcome all the obstacles.