Chapter 383 - Mutated Second Floor: The Grave of Grotesque Toads (3)

The ceiling above was teeming with grotesque, misshapen insects, their bulbous bodies bloated and pulsating with the same twisted corruption that filled the dungeon. These creatures skittered and crawled along the stone, their many legs clicking softly against the cracked surface as they moved. Their glowing red eyes, scattered haphazardly across their malformed heads, tracked every movement below with an unsettling, unnatural precision. Each pair of eyes gleamed with a malevolent hunger, following every step Cyrus and Athena took, as though waiting for the perfect moment to strike.