Round 34

The ground beneath Gravedigger Renn's feet gave way once more, sending a burst of ash and debris into the air as he tumbled backward. The sound of rushing water echoed through the chasm, growing louder by the second, while the figure on the bridge remained motionless, its gaze fixed intently upon Jeane. Her eyes narrowed as she focused her arcane sight, detecting a subtle resonance between the wrongness signature and her own power. Silra's teal eyes widened as she tracked the energy patterns beneath the road, her mind racing with the implications of Gravehill's quarantine system being deliberately triggered for their arrival.

As the underground movement approached, the air grew thick with an unsettling energy, like living shadow trying to full attachment against ancient barriers. The rusted key in Jeane's pocket felt almost hot now, burning against her skin as the wrongness pressed harder against her defenses. Gravedigger Renn stumbled backward, his eyes wide with fear, as the ground beneath him gave way once more. The sound of rushing water grew louder still, and whatever lay beneath began to emerge from the darkness.