Chapter 12: Rift Territory: Nightfall Dominion
"Just as easily as life can be created, it can be snuffed out."
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Ding!
>[RIFT TERRITORY] NIGHTFALL DOMINION
[Ruler] Vampire Lord Altherion Duskgrave
[Castle] Duskhollow Keep
The moment I stepped through the rift, a series of notification sounds bombarded my head—but I paid them little attention. Right now, they were the least of my worries.
Just like Pamela said in the first class, rifts didn’t lead to dungeons. They led to whole new worlds—new territories.
This world had no sun. Only two moons circled overhead. It was always dark here, and visibility was low. A thick natural fog covered the ground, dense enough to hide our feet.
The stench of blood came from the thorned vines behind us—bloodthorns. They rose high, curling up the outer walls like a living barricade. The vines released faint red fumes, which mixed with the gray fog. It looked like the air itself was bleeding.
I was near the rear of the team, standing with the non-combat units and medicas. From here, I couldn’t see what was happening up front—but I could see it.