A slight zephyr blew at Zary’s face. It not even that cold but it strangely made her entire being shiver.
She wondered if the wind in the underworld supposed to feel like this. It seemed harmless and nothing ordinary. And yet one would instinctively know that there was something sinister about it, about everything in this place, the air itself that she breaths included.
Rubbing her arms with her palms, Zary took a deep breath to calm herself. She had a feeling this was most probably just a small taste of what’s really ahead. This was only the starting point.
Before her mind start imagining every worst case scenario that must be waiting ahead, Zary shook her head and forced herself not to think. It would be useless anyway. She would just scare herself!
Sam was already coming and with him, she was certain she could handle this. He had believed in her so she need to believe in herself too!
