Stone exploded outward as a section of the cavern wall cracked open.
Four figures stepped through the dust.
Three of them were huge, much larger than normal humans.
Their bodies were thick with muscle, shaped like veteran warriors.
Behind them, a hooded figure moved in silence.
He was shorter, but the pressure around him was heavier than all three of them combined.
Despite their size, the three moved with care.
None of them dared to walk too far ahead.
Their attention kept drifting back to the hooded man.
It had been a month since Ben's confrontation with the Lady of the Lake.
Since then, this group had forced their way forward, following a trail marked by broken stone and dried blood.
The journey had been hell.
The magus did not help them.
He only watched, like they were putting on a show.
He spoke when he felt like it, asking about the layer with a smug tone.
A week ago, a Hellworm attacked them.
The fight turned into a massacre.
