chapter 89

As Maya and I navigated the narrow passage, the glow from the artifacts illuminated our path, casting flickering shadows against the ancient stone walls.

"We can't stay here," Maya whispered urgently, her eyes scanning the dimly lit tunnel. "They'll be right behind us."

I nodded, my heart pounding with adrenaline. "We need to find a way out, somewhere they won't think to look."

With each step, the air grew colder, the echoes of our footsteps mingling with the distant sounds of pursuit. The artifacts in Maya's hands pulsed with faint energy, guiding us deeper into the labyrinthine depths of the Zaveri estate.

"Do you think these relics hold the key to our family's legacy?" I asked, my voice echoing softly in the silence.

Maya glanced at the artifacts, her expression thoughtful. "I believe so. There's power in these relics, Sorin. The power that Victor and his allies will stop at nothing to obtain."

As we rounded a corner, the tunnel widened into a vast chamber bathed in a soft, etherea