Chapter 151: The Final Threshold
The path, ahead, was winding like a serpent, with broken stones on either side that appeared to be slightly glowing in that poor light. It was as if there was a feel of the next moment could bring closest nightmare as the air was heavy .
The shards inside the pouch occupied her mind throughout the period that she was present. The only consolation was that they were still warm and they quickly stepped forward, releasing the pressure building up on them. Behind her, Jace and Lira advanced with their guns still trained on the people around them.
“Something is off about this place,” Lira said worriedly And yes she did have a point since her eyes shifted from the darkness in the corners of this place. “As if it has consciousness and is observing people’s behaviour.”
“It probably is,” said Jace bitterly, putting hand on the grip of his scimitar.