The Final Revelation

Mark and Astrid stood in awe before the colossal door, adorned with intricate carvings depicting the tragic downfall of the cursed kingdom.

The maze had tested their strength and bond, leading them to this pivotal moment.

Astrid's eyes scanned the carvings, her heart heavy with the weight of the past.

"These carvings tell the tale of the kingdom's destruction. It's both haunting and fascinating."

Mark nodded, taking in the gravity of the carvings.

"It's a reminder of what we're fighting to prevent from happening again."

As they explored further, they noticed a small, ornate key lying in front of a beautifully carved dragon.

The very one Mark had defeated just moments ago.

A playful grin spread across Mark's face as he picked up the key.

"Hey, Astrid, give it a try. Maybe you can lift it," Mark teased, holding out the key to her.

Astrid playfully rolled her eyes, knowing full well what Mark was implying.

"Oh, please. I'm not falling for that. It's clear that only you can lift it.