Chapter 22

The cavern air clung to Kyle's skin, damp and heavy with the scent of wet stone and decaying organic matter. He stood at the threshold, his gaze drifting across the bioluminescent landscape that stretched before him. The ceiling was a jagged mosaic of shadows and soft, cerulean light. He stepped toward the nearest cluster of glowing fungi. They sprouted from the damp rock like umbrellas made of frozen moonlight. Reaching out, he focused on the most prominent specimen. [Azurecap Mushroom...