Chapter 65: The First Knight (Part 1)
The heavy iron grate of the primary sewer entrance lay open at our feet. The dark, damp smell of the lower tunnels drifted up to greet us.
'Ah! My Evolution can't save me from this stink now, can it? I should ask Nyssa develop some kind of gas masks for the workers who work in these conditions.'
It was a foul mixture of stagnant water, rotting industrial waste, and something far more sinister underneath.
Rolf stood ready at the edge. His massive werewolf frame was tense.
Nyssa and Kaelith dropped down silently behind him, their respective auras humming with lethal preparation.
Before I gave the order to push deeper into the labyrinth, I raised my organic hand to pause the group.
'We are walking into an entrenched enemy stronghold,' I thought, my eyes scanning the darkness ahead.
