C221 The Battle on the Stone Stairs

A mournful wind howled down the green stone staircase, carrying with it a powerful sonic assault. The staircase seemed to exert an immense gravity, making one's feet feel as though they were filled with lead, each step a struggle.

The mist, dancing like smoke, resembled a sinuous venomous snake, coiling around their limbs and binding their movements, severely limiting their agility