Society | Labyrinth Of Galleria: The Moon

Eureka closed her eyes and focused, channeling her mana into the lantern. Ready? she projected mentally.

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. Labyrinth of Galleria: The Moon Society

You can do this, Eureka whispered to the lantern, her voice barely audible over the howling wind outside. Just one more floor. Eureka closed her eyes and focused, channeling her

Exhausted and damaged, the remaining puppets retrieved the silver music box. Eureka initiated the emergency escape protocol, and in a flash of blue light, the Wandering Soul and the battered puppets snapped back to the basement. The gaslight flickered low in the basement of

The brigade pressed deeper, navigating past hidden pit traps and walls that seemed to move when unobserved. Finally, they reached a chamber bathed in an eerie, violet glow. In the center of the room, resting on a pedestal of bone, was a small, ornate silver music box.