The Astral Palace (6)

As the ancient magic resonated, whispers of forgotten incantations echoed through the cavern. The air seemed to carry the remnants of spells cast in ages long past, adding a layer of mystique to the subterranean realm. The very walls held the memory of arcane words, creating an immersive experience where the boundaries between past and present blurred into a seamless tapestry of enchantment.

In the cavern beneath the Abyssal Palace, the resonance of ancient magic unfolded as a silent symphony, conducted by the illuminated runes and pulsating auras. The very air became a conduit for the mystical forces that shaped the monstrous menagerie, turning the underground expanse into a realm where time seemed to weave itself into the fabric of reality.