Following the ancient sewers would sound like a bad thing to many people, but at the moment, Walker felt like they had somehow ended up on a ridiculous treasure hunt. Without the oppressive darkness and hints of death mana here and there, things seemed to have calmed down everywhere. Especially above in the ancient city,
Where things were still off though were the things that Walker found himself thinking when he was moving with Midnight and Onyx toward a sloping path that would have run whatever waste and water that was in the city toward whatever the final destination was.
He found himself thinking about the entire process that had brought the city to its end. The fact that some madman had been enough to orchestrate all of this. It was something from an evil villain fairytale. No one would expect that one person could cause all of this.
