Chapter 5525 Crushing The Wicked
- A cavern yawned open at the base, runes like crawling green fire circling the lip—countless hungry eyes glaring from the stone.
- Two guards in black robes stood motionless. Their faces were masks of wax, their eyes empty hollows, as if their else's souls had been harvested away.
- "Halt! Identify yourselves!" one barked, the echo slicing through the canyon.