For a few breaths, nothing happened. The silence stretched. Then, without any warning, the other two paths simply vanished.
"What the hell?" Primus muttered, eyes wide.
It was as if those paths had never existed. No destruction, no essence ripples, no distortion, just gone. The illusion of choice shattered before our eyes, leaving only the path we stood on. We were further surprised when the three doors at the end began to blur and melt together.
Within moments, only one remained, the center door, glowing faintly red mixed with blue.
Before any of us could process what was happening, the ground beneath our feet began to shake violently. A deafening rumble echoed through the abyss, and a crimson barrier erupted around us, cutting off everything outside.
The screams of the chained monsters below stopped abruptly, replaced by an eerie, suffocating silence.
"Do you—" Steve started to speak, but his voice was cut short.
