Chapter 33 Striking At The Heart

• The Whispering Abyss lived up to its name. As Elara, Lucian, and Kael plunged into its depths, the air grew unnaturally still, cold and thick with an oppressive silence.
• The landscape twisted into grotesque formations of jagged rock and petrified trees, their skeletal branches clawing at a perpetually bruised sky. Shadows clung to everything, moving with a life of their own, coiling around their steps, whispering insidious promises of despair directly into their minds.
• This was a place where light struggled to exist, a wound in the very fabric of the world, and Elara sensed the concentrated malice of the Shadow Weaver emanating from its core.