As the Aster Crow reached out to claim the artifact, the ground began to shake violently. The walls peeled back like skin, revealing a massive, towering guardian made of fused stone and discarded puppet parts—a Labyrinth Warden.
Eureka collapsed to her knees, breathing heavily. The lantern on the table dimmed to a faint, tired glow. But in the center of the summoning circle sat the silver music box, humming a haunting, beautiful melody. Labyrinth of Galleria: The Moon Society
Let’s go, Eureka thought, her consciousness linking with the Wandering Soul as it possessed the puppet brigade. As the Aster Crow reached out to claim
It was no ordinary lantern. Within its housing resided the Wandering Soul—the disembodied essence of an interdimensional explorer, and Eureka’s only bridge to the abyss below. The lantern on the table dimmed to a faint, tired glow
Hold on! Eureka cried out in her physical body, gripping the edges of the table as her nose began to bleed from the mental strain. Don't let go!