The gaslight flickered low in the basement of the Galleria estate, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floorboards. Eureka sat on a rickety stool, her fingers stained with ink and grease, staring intently at the brass lantern sitting on the table before her.
Eureka winced but nodded. Madame Marta was harsh, but she was right. They were here at the behest of the noble house to explore the Labyrinth of Galleria, a sprawling, impossible maze buried deep beneath the manor. It was said to hold "Curios d'art"—artifacts of immense, reality-bending power. But no living human could survive the labyrinth's toxic miasma. That was where Eureka and the Wandering Soul came in. Labyrinth of Galleria: The Moon Society
The Peer Fortress stepped to the front, slamming its heavy shield into the stone floor with a resounding boom. The Biters collided harmlessly against the iron barrier. From behind the shield, the Aster Crow leaped into the air, its scythe whistling through the gloom as it cleaved through the monsters in a flurry of dark energy. The Marginal Maze chanted softly, sending bolts of pure force to clean up the stragglers. The gaslight flickered low in the basement of
The soul pulsed with a warm, blue light, signaling its readiness. Madame Marta was harsh, but she was right
Eureka smiled weakly, placing a gentle hand on the warm brass of the lantern. We did it.