Chapter 102: Whispers of Another World

The woman, her white robes shimmering softly in the blue light, held out a hand towards them. Doubt gnawed at Louis, but the exhaustion gnawing at his limbs and the concern for Amelia outweighed his hesitation. "Amelia," he murmured, seeking her opinion. Amelia, who had been leaning heavily on him, straightened slightly. A flicker of something akin to trust flickered in her eyes. "We don't have much choice, do we?" she whispered. Taking a deep breath, Louis nodded curtly. He extended his own hand, the metal rod clanging to the floor as his injured arm protested. The woman's touch was surprisingly warm and comforting, a stark contrast to the cold steel of the laboratory. As their skin met, a wave of energy washed over Louis, momentarily banishing the pain throbbing in his arm. He felt a surge of revitalization, as if his body had been recharged. Opening his eyes, he found himself no longer in the dimly lit tunnel but in a vast cavern bathed in an ethereal blue light. Str