After everything that happened, the ten survivors hoped the nightmare had finally ended. But that hope shattered the moment they realized that another shadow stirred within the mist.
It emerged tall and solemn while wrapped in tattered black robes that flowed like smoke, its towering frame veiled beneath layers of darkness.
Two lanterns swung from chains on either side of its body. Their dark-blue flames burning steady and silent.
No face existed beneath the hood of that giant and only a void where light did not touch.
If the three bone titans had already pushed them to their limits, then this creature—what they thought was their master—must be beyond imagination. Dread settled deep in their chests, it felt heavy and suffocating.
Myles could feel it too. His throat tightened as he swallowed hard. His pulse hammering in his ears. Fear threatened to claw up his spine, but he forced it down.
