Mastery in the Darkness

Chapter 80: Mastery in the Darkness

Bayo's consciousness stirred, slowly emerging from the thick blanket of darkness that had enveloped him for what felt like an eternity. As his senses sharpened, he realized with a jolt that 48 hours had passed in this realm of perpetual night. He struggled to his feet, his muscles protesting after the long period of inactivity.

The darkness around him was palpable, almost viscous in its intensity. Each movement felt like wading through liquid shadow, the resistance a constant reminder of the otherworldly nature of his surroundings. Bayo inhaled deeply, allowing his lungs to fill with the rich, earthy air of Umberclaw. The scent of damp soil and decaying vegetation filled his nostrils, a complex bouquet that spoke of life and death intertwined.