"Go that way!"
Hinda raised her hand and shouted to Palmer.
Palmer looked up in the direction she pointed. Under the influence of the thunderstorm, the Pilgrim's Courtyard was teetering, large chunks of brick fell, piercing through the dome and crashing onto the ground, revealing the structure of the next level.
Hope.
While kindling hope, Palmer silently complained. Both Bologue and Wei'Er were Undead; even if this place exploded on the spot, they wouldn't flinch, but he and Hinda were merely mortals.
Suddenly, before they could take action, scarlet blood and flesh tendrils surged from the breach like a swarm of frantic snakes, spreading in all directions.
The collapse of the Pilgrim's Courtyard also allowed the Blood and Flesh Plague to spread from the surrounding areas. This time, Palmer was really about to cry.
