Steadying her breath, Mira decided to move ahead, further into the Spire. The grandeur of the place was hard to ignore, with its ancient carvings and shimmering walls, but Mira had a purpose. The mark on her forearm, a legacy from the merged scrolls, still held secrets she had yet to uncover.
As she climbed the spiral staircase, an ornate door with intricate runic designs caught her eye. These runes looked remarkably similar to the ones on the scroll that had merged with her.
Drawn to it, she approached, placing her hand on the door. It responded to her touch, glowing softly before sliding open, revealing a dimly lit chamber.
Inside, the chamber was vast and circular, with walls adorned with the same intricate black runes that were on her arm.
