The Winds of the New World - Chapter 52 - 49: The Heart of the Ruin

... fore them like a mausoleum forgotten by the gods. The air was heavy, laden with dust and the presence of something ancient and unfathomable. The black stone walls were adorned with reliefs depicting epic battles and sinister rituals, their images worn by time yet still radiating an aura of dark power.

The silence was sepulchral, interrupted only by the distant sound of water dripping from the ceiling and the faint crackling of the torches they carried. Each step echoed, as if the dead re ...