Chapter 32 - 31 – D-Rank, My Ass
"Okay, forget all this," Kael said, more serious now. "You’ll understand everything in time. For now—we’re not done here. Let’s go"
Seris was silent for a while. She didn’t speak anymore since Kael was her owner. She nodded and followed him.
They moved cautiously now.
Minutes later, they found it.
A hole in the ground—large enough to fit a wagon—lined with mucus-like resin and twitching tendrils.
"Down there?" Kael asked, his face twisted in disgust.
Seris nodded grimly. "That’s the nest."
Kael wiped his mouth, already regretting this decision. Still, he forced himself to follow. Seris had already dropped down into the tunnel, sword drawn, shield raised, her back straight and fearless.
Kael slid in after her, landing with a crunch on damp, spongy ground.
The tunnel sloped down steeply, the walls slick with mucus and covered in bioluminescent moss that pulsed like a sick heartbeat.
Kael took a deep breath, gagged, and muttered, "Smells like a corpse took a shit and died again."