Grace Luna - Defiler - Quest - Z RPG Series Z

Grace Luna paused... the chill of the water soaked through her robes, but it was nothing compared to the dread twisting within her. This place… it felt wrong. The door pulsed with an unnatural light, beckoning her forward. She tightened her grip on the obsidian blade, its edge reflecting the eerie glow. It wasn’t a welcoming portal; more like a prison gate. A task had been given. a simple retrieval, But something about this location screamed of corruption. The fish circling her legs seemed to writhe in silent warning. Grace steeled herself. she was a Defiler, after all. Fear was for the weak. She would step through, and claim what was hers........ no matter the cost.