The duo didn't talk after this.
They continued to make their way from basement to basement, shattering formation after formation as they freed more and more people.
Unfortunately, the more of these souls Adonis devoured, the more flashes of their memory he received, allowing him to feel the anguish they'd been in.
His gaze blazed with uncertain determination as he pushed through.
***
Closing his eyes, Adonis cycled the detachment sutra, freeing himself from the hold of the dead's emotions.
He'd allowed it to happen so he could feel the weight of their emotions at least once.
He exhaled a breath.
"This should be the last hall." He said. "They're coming. Prepare yourself." He added.
Cyrus nodded, his qi cycling through him as his halo manifested along his gauntlets.
Adonis didn't do any of this, only bringing out his spear as no qi could be seen around him.
BANG!
