Of all the lower corridors so far, Corridor 19 was the longest yet. They walked in silence for what felt like ten minutes, the passage stretching deeper into the temple than any before. The walls here were rough stone, raggedly coated and ancient-looking, like it was one of the very first chambers ever carved in this temple.
The air grew colder with each step, the temperature dropping sharply as they forged forward.
Finn's breath misted in the air. Behind him, the others subconsciously pulled their clothes tighter. The air had turned sharp, the kind of cold that made breathing hurt.
As usual, besides Finn who had obviously gotten more powerful, and therefore practically numb to the cold, only Ailin seemed unaffected, moving through the frigid air like it was pleasant spring weather.
Finally, they reached the chamber at the end and stepped in.
