Chapter 81 : Demon Fights Demon
The torchlight flickered along the damp stone walls, casting jittery shadows that crawled like insects. The smell down here—underneath the school, hidden beneath layers of enchanted flooring and bureaucratic ignorance—was part mold, part sulfur. Elias gagged quietly behind his sleeve.
"I told you it wasn't going to smell like fresh cinnamon rolls," Revantra whispered ahead of him, not even bothering to look back. Her fire spell lit the way—steady, deliberate. It didn't sputter like before. It glowed.
Too steadily.
Elias quickened his pace to match her. "You've grown... taller. Again. Is that a thing now? Weekly transformations?"
Revantra shrugged, but her shoulders had a stiffness to them. "Maybe it's the dampness stretching me. Focus, Elias."
They had followed Theo's map through the unused basement tunnels, past broken supply shelves and an old magical water filtration system that now only dripped like it was too lazy to do its job. But now they were in a different part of the undercroft. Older. Colder.
And definitely inhabited.
Voices murmured ahead, rising and falling in a chant that made the back of Elias's teeth ache. It wasn't just creepy. It was familiar—to her.
He glanced at Revantra.
Her hands were clenched. Her knuckles glowed faintly, as if her magic didn't like being near this place. Or maybe it did.
They rounded the corner and froze.