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, Ashton said. Carl also seemed to struggle seeing through the darkness. “Alright. When you are in the caves, there’s a wall that divides the outside from the inside of the facility. You can’t wait for the main entrance to be opened because that might take ages. Just try to get into the wall with your gilt powers”, he said. Without knowing where we were going, that was going to be an impossible feat. We needed to know what it looked like on the other side so we could get there but without knowing we had no way in.

"Oh, heads up about the teacher." "The teacher?" "It's Stan." The one who’d wanted to skin me alive at Aaron’s welcome back party. "You're kidding me." "Nope." "Great. What's the bet he offers me a one on one?" "Nah, he wouldn't off you in front of witnesses." I rolled my eyes. "You're so sweet and reassuring." "It runs in the family," He said dryly. We headed back to the main Cavern and took the tunnel directly opposite to the one that led to the kitchen and water caves. This hall was free of side rooms and had a slight upward curve to it, before opening out into a level room the size of a barn.

The wolf wanted to tear the throat out of whatever distant entity was pulling our strings and trying to shackle us back into submission. Up ahead, a dark, jagged fissure yawned in the side of the gray stone mountain. It was a hidden, cursed cavern, completely obscured from the outside by a dense tangle of sharp, thorny briers that looked like rusted barbed wire. The crimson thread stretched through the night sky and disappeared straight into the black, gaping mouth of the cavern.

This place was dark, murky, and reeked of old rot, stagnant water, and that sour, metallic stench that always followed the Sigen like a shadow of death. We stood in a massive cavern, the ceiling so high up I couldn't see the rock, just long, dripping shapes hanging down into the gloom like rotten teeth in a giant's mouth. The only illumination came from the faint, sickly green fissures in the floor, pulsing like veins on a dead horse. "Gods above," Elena wheezed behind me, splashing through the muck as she tried to keep her balance. Her staff nearly slipped from her grip. "Where the hell are we? The air tastes like copper and decay."

The heart of the cavern was dominated by a monolith of obsidian-black stone, wrapped in bands of shifting, liquid gold light. It looked like a finger of the earth had pierced through the crust, scarred with the same archaic script that now throbbed beneath Rangga’s own skin. But the sacred silence of the chamber had been violated. Massive, portable drilling rigs—industrial-grade hydraulic beasts—were already anchored into the floor, their diamond-tipped bits pressed against the base of the monolith.

"A root of the world, untouched by the wars of men and wolves. The magic here is old. It... obscures. Those who hunt you will find only empty forest." We walked on, the tunnel opening into a vast, subterranean cavern. My breath caught in my throat. The cavern was immense, its ceiling lost in darkness. A subterranean lake, its water black and perfectly still, filled the center, reflecting the bioluminescent fungi and glowing moss that dotted the walls and ceiling like a mirror of a starry sky. The air hummed with a low, almost imperceptible energy.

The air grew thick and heavy, and I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being pulled down, deeper into the earth, with each passing moment. Then the tunnel opened. The city below nearly stopped me cold. The cavern was like a hidden kingdom, buried deep within the earth. Towering black spires rose up from the cliffs, which were carved out of the stone walls. Delicate bridges made of obsidian spanned the dark rivers that flowed through the cavern, their waters so still and black that they didn't reflect any light. Above, crimson lanterns hung suspended in the air, attached to chains that were almost invisible, glowing like embers or severed hearts in the darkness. The whole scene was eerie

Ahead the vast cavern was clear and looked like a smuggler’s cache. Towering stone formations dominate the space—thick columns rise from the ground to meet jagged stalactites hanging from the ceiling, forming a forest of rock. The surfaces are rough and damp, catching glimmers of light that make the cavern feel alive and ancient. A narrow, glowing turquoise waterway cuts through the left side of the cavern, its surface calm and reflective. Small wooden boats are moored along its edge, suggesting the water is used as a quiet, concealed route in and out of the cavern. The right and central areas are filled with stacks of wooden crates and barrels—some neatly arranged, others piled in clusters.

Everything inside shows the grandeur of the cavern in its own unique way In the cave, the only sound that met their straining ears was their own echoing footsteps. They moved deeper onto the cavern and as they explored further into the cave, they came across a boiling pool of stagnant water. It was surprising to see that there was still water inside the cavern that was not yet frozen. But what surprised the group more, is that the water was even boiling to some extent. This makes the entire situation a little incomprehensible. Steve moves a little closer to the pool of water, and from where he was standing he can already feel the heat that was radiating from the boiling water As the chilling

“Unless you’re taking me to some kind of mad torture chamber, I promise. I wouldn’t damage your pack. I think it’s wonderful here, you know. I don’t know if Kallio has ever been as…together as what I’ve seen tonight.” “Thank you,” squeezing her hand. I meant it. I love my pack. Which means I’m all the prouder when the lift finally stops and she gasps in shock. It still takes my breath away too. We step out into the main cavern. Twenty-four huge carved columns in granite-like stone snaking up into the pitch-black darkness. Huge, oil-lit chandeliers illuminate the space. The vast vaulted ceilings give a spiritual sensation. It is a vast, unending space. We walk out, our shoes echoing now that