The carriage slowed to a halt.
Before them stood the final gate—no guards, no weapons, no guardsmen in gleaming armor. Only a towering wall of pure radiant magic, carved with intricate silver-blue elven runes that pulsed like a heartbeat. The very air grew heavy. Each breath felt like dragging your lungs through water.
Dila stared.
The door shimmered—not like light on water, but like a living presence watching back. Its overwhelming pressure made the wooden wheels of the carriage creak slightly from just being near it.
☆ Warning: Magical pressure detected... This barrier is unlike any I've recorded, Master. Its intensity is off the charts. I cannot properly gauge it. It's... immense. ☆
Dila's fingers twitched.
"Nari?" she whispered, narrowing her eyes. "It's that powerful?"
☆ Yes, Master. Even I can feel it trying to suppress me just by being nearby...☆
Dila exhaled slowly, staring up at the glowing runes with narrowed eyes.
