Alex walked forward, step after step, the towering presence of the [Tower of Nightmares] looming before him like a silent monument of death.
He couldn't leave this place anymore, he had already tried, and the system had made it clear.
There was no escape. The only way out was through.
Either he conquered this place and claimed the [Token of Nightmares], or he died trying like all those who had come before him.
His six wings remained folded against his back, black energy flickering off them like a storm barely contained.
His expression stayed neutral, but his aura told a different story, power surged around him, pressure warping the space slightly with every step he took toward the obsidian structure.
Step! Step! Step!
He wasn't sprinting, nor was he hesitating, just walking, calm, focused.
But even as he neared the structure, something caught his eye. Or rather, something was missing.
