Chapter 199: The Adrenaline Crash
The underground bunker was filled with the soft sounds of relief and quiet tears. Lady Logcheville was still holding her son. Seraphina Vance had her arms wrapped tightly around Reina.
For exactly two minutes, it was a perfect, peaceful reunion.
Then, the survival instincts finally faded.
CLANG!
Cole dropped his heavy metal hammer. The heavy weapon hit the polished concrete floor with a deafening ring.
The young blacksmith fell hard onto his hands and knees. He grabbed the front of his soot-stained shirt, gasping violently for air. His eyes were wide and unfocused.
He stared at the floor, but he was not seeing the bunker. He was seeing the molten slag, the screaming faces of the King Level Beast, and the terrifying heat of the Forge-King.
"I cannot breathe," Cole choked out, his chest heaving in a severe panic attack.
"We were dead. We died in the mountain."
"Cole!" Lucien called out, stepping forward to help his friend.
