Sebastian passed by ramshackle buildings and makeshift stalls in the underground city's narrow alleys.
Based on what the people called this particular area of the underground city, the rune master learned it was called The Refuge's Plaza.
There was more. Based on what the people said, it seemed the entire subterranean world was a refuge for the lost and desperate.
He wondered what kind of refuge this place was as he looked around at the haggard faces of the people living there.
"Looks like a zombie apocalypse convention in here," Sebastian said under his breath, eyeing the crowd. "Or maybe a really awful casting call for a vampire movie. Who let the extras out?"
But he had to admit that the chaos had some order. Although they lived on the fringes of society, if this place could be called as such, these people had their own hierarchies and power structures.
