As we are closing to the depths, the pile of corpses is now getting more and more apparent now. Every step we make, we step on a piece of bone. Human bones. Now, it is littered with bones that you would think this place might be a place where the dead is being disposed of.
But as we keep getting deeper, the same scenery I have seen before when I fought against the first necromancer appeared again. The walls are made with bones, flesh, and corrupted blood. The stench that even the face mask can't stop penetrates your nostrils.
"What kind of maniac does this kind of thing!? It would have been fine if they don't look fresh but the fact that blood still drips from them and the flesh and bones seems to be coming alive any second gives me goosebumps!" Hagane rubs his skin.
