Chapter 120: The Oracle’s Gambit

Chapter 119: The Oracle's Gambit

The underground ruins stretched endlessly before them, a maze of crumbling stone corridors lit only by glowing mushrooms and flickering torches held by the robed cultists. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic, like old blood and rust.

At the front of the procession, Blinky jiggled with what could only be described as smug satisfaction, having just been declared a divine being by the Keepers of the Forgotten. Greg, trailing behind, pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I refuse to accept this reality," he muttered. "A sentient pudding cup is now our spiritual leader."

Mallory smirked. "Sounds about right for our luck."

Elara adjusted the strap of her satchel. "At least this means they won't try to kill us."

Quinn grinned. "Yet."