Chapter 65: Daniella Greaves Is Here, Claiming Her Turf?

"Humm." The instant Kingsley Yale stepped into the Ancient Tomb, his expression hardened. Tombstones stood packed together in the darkness, each one several meters tall, steeped in endless desolation and age. Some had been gnawed down by time until the inscriptions blurred into near-nothing. Others, however, still shimmered with a hazy radiance, their aura soaring like a divine presence that could shake the heavens. Kingsley walked forward. His gaze swept across one ancient stele after another,...