After the intense battle with the blue trolls, Noah felt the weight of exhaustion settle over him like a heavy blanket. Though he had emerged victorious, the toll of the fight was palpable in every muscle and joint. As he surveyed the seventh floor, he realized he needed to find a safe and comfortable spot to rest for the night.
The artificial evening in this realm was breathtaking. The sky above was a deep indigo, scattered with shimmering stars that twinkled like diamonds against the backdrop of a velvet curtain. A gentle breeze rustled through the rocky formations, carrying with it a refreshing chill that felt invigorating after the heat of battle. The atmosphere was serene, almost magical, and Noah felt a sense of peace wash over him as he looked around.
