The passing days inside the relic blurred together without the sun or moon to mark the passage of time. It was an endless cycle of searching, fighting, and scavenging.
With each new cavern they explored, the three gradually fell into a rhythm—Kain leading the way since he was an irresistible target to any abominations remaining, Serena was right behind him to support when he was inevitably attacked, and Malzahir left scratches on the walls like a trail of breadcrumbs to ensure they weren't going around in circles.
The relic was vast, far more intricate than they had initially assumed. They had already gone through dozens of chambers and a countless number of pathways.
They moved carefully, methodically, mapping their path as they went. Every new cavern was a potential treasure trove—or a death trap.
