Chapter 103: The Duel in the Deep Tomb

The entrance to the ancient tomb gaped like a wound in the earth, exhaling a chill that had nothing to do with the night air. It was a cold that seeped into the bones, heavy with the scent of damp soil and something else, something ancient and malevolent. Rawlins Vort stood at the precipice, his eyes scanning the oppressive darkness within. The spiritual energy here was a chaotic mess, twisted and corrupted. Beside him, Ito Jing adjusted the sheathed wakizashi at her side, her face a mask of...