Chapter 15: Sundered Crypt
THUD.
Astrael hit the cold, damp ground. For a moment, he lay there stunned, cheek pressed against the moss, smelling wet earth and decay.
He pushed himself up onto an elbow, wincing. Every muscle in his body protested. Slowly, he opened his eyes, only to see darkness.
The swirling light of the purple-black vortex that had swallowed him was gone.
"Where am I?" he whispered, remembering getting sucked in to the vortex, the chaotic scream of people, Elara’s desperate shriek.
His eyes strained, desperately seeking any sliver of light.
"Luminous."
A small mass of light brightened, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
He looked around, finding himself in what appeared to be a vast cave. A narrow passageway loomed ahead.
"Appraise". Astrael commanded.
[Dungeon: Sundered Crypt]