Villain Ch 1526. Dragon Terror Cave
Meanwhile, in Hell's Gate.
The cave was dark. Not the "need a flashlight" kind of dark—this was the kind of suffocating black that clung to the skin like smoke and stung the eyes if the players stared too long. Cold, too. Not even the usual game-generated chill. Dragon Terror Cave had its own brand of dread, like the air itself was warning players to leave while they still had the chance.
Allen didn't listen, obviously.
He was already thirty steps in, cloak swaying behind him, the infernal glow of his passive aura casting faint red shadows across the jagged walls. The sound of dripping water echoed somewhere deep, mixing with the occasional tremble in the stone beneath their feet. Every few seconds, a growl would rumble far off—some massive creature waking up deeper in the cave system.
Behind him, the girls followed in formation.
Zoe's silhouette slithered quietly across the wall like a living tide.
