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Chapter 67: Into the Abyss

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The shrine's interior is worse than I imagined.

The walls pulse with dark energy, symbols glowing crimson in the torchlight. The air tastes like copper and rot, making my hybrid senses recoil. Stark and I move through the entrance hall silently, our footsteps swallowed by the oppressive atmosphere.

"This way," I whisper, pointing toward a descending staircase. "The ritual chamber is below."

We take the stairs quickly, my newly enhanced senses tracking every sound. Above us, I hear the battle raging outside. Marcus's team engaging Fang warriors. Screams and howls and the clash of metal. Below us, the chanting grows louder.

Pete's voice. And another voice layered beneath it, inhuman and ancient.

The demon.

We reach the bottom of the stairs and find ourselves in a massive underground chamber. My breath catches.

The ritual has already begun.

The chamber is circular, easily a hundred feet across. Torches line the walls, casting dancing shadows across intricate symbols carved into the stone
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