Deeper into the catacombs

As we descend deeper into the Elven Catacombs, the atmosphere grows increasingly eerie, almost as if the royal palace itself is sinking into the depths. The once-opulent surroundings now bear the marks of centuries of neglect: the lights have dimmed, grime covers the walls, and cobwebs lace the corners. Tattered carpets line the massive corridors.

Seeing this, Sebas sighs deeply, clutching his head.

"Our pride... covered in dust."

We've already reached the eighth floor of the Catacombs. This is a structure that defies reality; magic and special materials must have allowed the elves to build such an incredible place.

The enemies have also grown much stronger, and even Liora is struggling a bit. It's become clear that we need to work together with the other elves. I doubt they would have made it this far without Liora's help.

"Liora, ask them what they planned to do if you weren't here."