Chapter 39
[El'Vertigo Crypt Vaults — Depth Sector 7]
Frost cracked beneath Pablo's boots.
The crypts opened wide into a chamber carved from glacial stone and laced with ancient Viora conduits—once used to imprison the worst of Velmora's traitors.
But this cell was broken.
And in its center stood Aurex Vellan.
Once a commander of Velmora's elite Viora Guard, now a creature of ice and madness. His body moved like a puppet wrapped in frost-threaded muscles, and his voice echoed with layered static—like too many thoughts speaking at once.
"I remember you," Aurex hissed, frost blooming from his lips. "You're Kavo's runt. The son who used to run screaming through these halls. But now look at you..."
His hand raised, and the temperature plummeted.
"You came here chasing ghosts. Good. Now freeze with them."
Pablo flared Dark Viora around his arms, the energy burning crimson-black as it struck the frost creeping toward him.
"You tortured monster," Pablo growled. "You think killing everyone will fix what they did to you?!"