The cave's tunnel stretched on, its rocky walls seeming to close in tighter with each step.
Charles followed the system's blue arrow pointing ahead, but as they progressed, the tunnel grew narrower, and the hope of finding an exit began to fade.
Suddenly, Charles stopped.
In front of them, the path ended at a solid rock wall.
No opening, no crack—just a smooth surface blocking their way.
The system's blue arrow flickered insistently, as if urging that the exit was right there.
Charles frowned, confused.
"What the hell?" he muttered, staring at the wall.
Nora, noticing they'd stopped, looked up at him.
"What's wrong now, Rian…?" she asked, her tone a mix of concern and sarcasm. "Don't tell me we're lost. Because if we are, I swear I'll get down and find the exit myself."
Charles shook his head, still eyeing the wall.
"We're not lost," he said, though his voice lacked the confidence he aimed for. "The exit's here, but… it looks blocked."
