Chapter 169: The Battle in the Forgotten Abyss
(Samuel's POV)
The air in the Forgotten Abyss thickened, pressing down on me like a suffocating weight.
The remaining monsters had all been torn apart, their grotesque bodies littering the ground, their blood painting the dungeon's dark floor. But the sound of the final monster approaching made my stomach tighten.
I could feel the ground rumbling, the air around us heavy with something much darker than before.
This wasn't just a normal creature—it was the dungeon's final guardian, a monstrosity born from the very heart of the abyss.
I glanced over at Henry, who was already poised with his sword.
His usual confidence was now tempered with the deadly seriousness of a warrior about to face the true threat.
He didn't say anything, but I could see it in his eyes—we were both preparing for something we hadn't yet faced.
"You feel that?" I muttered, my grip tightening around my Abyssal Gauntlets.
Henry nodded, his voice low.
"Yeah. Something's not right. Stay alert."