The warriors stood in silence, staring into the endless darkness before them. The Abyssal Ravine was behind them, but ahead lay something far worse. The Demon King's domain.
Jajwok exhaled slowly, steadying himself. The air was thick with an oppressive energy, making every breath feel like swallowing tar.
Brakzul, the chieftain, turned to his warriors. "We move as one. Stay together. No one falls behind."
Urgak cracked his knuckles. "I hope whatever's ahead puts up a better fight than those wraiths."
Kragzul shot him a sharp look. "Do not invite worse enemies upon us."
Jajwok remained silent, his mind replaying the voice that had echoed inside his head. "You have come far." That presence had been watching him, measuring him. He had no doubt they would meet soon.
Without another word, they pressed forward.
The Demon King's Domain
