Chapter 21: Road to Tartarus
Kael soared through the palace, zipping through the sky. Below, undead soldiers stared up at him, their hollow eyes following his movement. From the balcony, his mother stood in sorrow, watching with a heavy gaze. Kael gave her one final wave before speeding toward the gates of Tartarus.
The air grew heavier as they moved further from the palace.The wind pushed against them, slowing them down.
They flew higher, faster. Suddenly, the atmosphere changed. Kael realized that something wasn’t right. He didn’t feel safe like he felt while he was near his palace. He felt like he was in someone else’s domain now. As they travelled, the feeling of being watched crept up on him like something was trying to prevent them from moving forward.
The air grew heavier and colder as they got closer to the River Styx.
It wasn’t the kind of cold that made his body shiver. It was something completely different, a feeling he had never experienced before.
A strange, unnatural feeling.
Like whispers in the air, brushing against his skin. Clawing at his thoughts.
Cyrus growled softly, sensing the same thing.
Kael gripped Cyrus tighter.
"Keep going."
The palace faded into the mist.