Chapter 202: B2: C102: Grimrock Enemies 1
As Hannah’s runic sound device played more medieval rock ballads, Zarian kicked at the smoky brimstone under his shadowy boots. He glanced back through the smashed doorway of the keep entrance where the dark, aged, and ruined frame of Castle Grimrock waited.
He could still hear the rumbling remnants of the defeated storm outside.
Zarian looked forward, past his friends, where the gaping throat of Hidden Hell stretched out further, ready to swallow them down into its bowels. Pulsating veins of red and yellow streaks ran across its twisted, bumpy, and smoky surfaces.
The Floridians stood on the bordering edge between two realms.
Behind them were the ruins of Castle Grimrock and the rest of Corma. Before them was a yawning tunnel that ignored the walls and structures of the castle and promised to take them on a hell of a trip.
Unlike God Land, which belonged to divine beings and God Rankers, Hidden Hell’s extremities could touch, fuse, and bridge the gap to other worlds with or without divine presences. It had to, because Hidden Hell was unreachable by all other means in the Infinita Star System.
Thus, Hell Gates were things that could even form on Lesser Worlds, which Zarian imagined being shitty to face for most people. Hell Gates provided an immense difficulty challenge only a few adventurers on Lesser Worlds could face.
Zarian had read about all of this in Reiki’s library, especially from books about sealing and unsealing. Too bad he wasn’t a master at sealing things, or the prospect of facing a Hell Gate would be easier.
They wouldn’t have to crawl as deep.