348: Rules Written in Blood
Author: Red Phoenix.
last update2025-12-23 23:21:07

The group froze.

Not because of fear alone, but because of the suffocating sense of being stuck.

No matter how they shifted their feet, no matter how they tried to step forward, the invisible pressure remained, firm and unyielding, like the world itself had decided they were not allowed to pass. It wasn’t a wall they could see or touch, but it was undeniably there, pressing against their chests, their legs, and even their intent.

For a brief moment, no one spoke.

If they couldn’t move forward…

If they couldn’t reach the other paths…

If they couldn’t gather information…

Then how exactly were they supposed to know what the hell this place wanted from them?

One of the girls let out a frustrated sigh, rubbing her temples. Another clenched her fists, irritation and unease mixing together.

“So we’re just… stuck?” someone muttered.

Kai didn’t answer. His brows were drawn together slightly, eyes narrowed as he studied the invisible boundary, his mind already racing through possibilities. Trap
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