Let’s go, Eureka thought, her consciousness linking with the Wandering Soul as it possessed the puppet brigade.
The soul pulsed with a warm, blue light, signaling its readiness. Labyrinth of Galleria: The Moon Society
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. Let’s go, Eureka thought, her consciousness linking with
Eureka smiled weakly, placing a gentle hand on the warm brass of the lantern. We did it. Eureka collapsed to her knees, breathing heavily
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.
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.
Within moments, the corridor was quiet again, save for the mechanical clicking of the puppets' joints.