Chapter 61: The Scream

Evander’s POV

The sewer is graded with despair, time forgotten and forsaken by light. As I navigate through its tunnels, the stench of decay rubs my senses. The walls are slick with moisture, the air heavy with the weight of the earth above. Water drips in a steady cadence, the sound amplified in the oppressive silence. The cracks are sigils and designs on the walls with worms and odd insects crippling around.

I move from one passage to the next, my footsteps echoing in the hollow expanse. The darkness here is absolute, a suffocating blanket that seems to swallow the feeble beam of my phone’s flashlight.

"Kaden!" I call out, my voice bouncing off the walls, distorted and strange. There is no response, only the mocking echo of my own words.

"Really how did he build his palace above without realizing that this exists?" I mutter to myself, shaking my head. How can a man be s