The high-gravity island hit them the moment they stepped off the transport platform.
Dante's knees buckled slightly before the Ancient Core compensated, flooding his muscles with energy that let him stand straight while everyone around him staggered under the sudden weight. It felt like someone strapped invisible boulders to every limb, tripling the effort required for even the simplest movements.
"Three times normal gravity," he announced, watching his team struggle to adjust. "This island is one of the densest in the floor's configuration. Most climbers avoid it entirely."
"Can't imagine why," Astrid grunted, her axe suddenly feeling like it weighed a small car. She was bent forward, arms trembling with effort just to keep the weapon raised. "This is insane. How are we supposed to fight like this?"
