The moment Creed's boots touched the floor of the third level, he immediately dropped low and spun on his heel, his sharp eyes scanning the new surroundings like a hawk ready to pounce.
The hallways had gotten even bigger as compared to before.
They had expanded massively, each corridor now easily wide enough to fit three horse-drawn carriages side by side.
The walls loomed high overhead, made of polished black stone that reflected faint images like a mirror, giving the whole place a dreamlike, eerie feeling.
Creed's eyes narrowed. Wider halls meant even bigger monsters, tougher fights, and probably a whole lot more traps. Great.
He glanced over his shoulder, half-expecting Emerald to be slinking in behind him with that beautiful scowl of hers, but… nothing.
Just empty space. Creed clicked his tongue and shook his head slightly. He wasn't surprised, honestly.
