Chapter 67: A Specialisation in Defence; Growth of a Follower Spirit
Chrome proceeded further into the hole, going deeper and deeper. Syrup walked by his side, matching his steps.
“Guess I might as well check deeper. It’s not like it matters if I die.”
Chrome focused his attention towards the surrounding walls. The hole itself was in terrible shape, on the brink of crumbling to pieces. All the more evidence that it hadn’t been formed through human interference.
“We’re under a tomb. You think there might be undead?”
Chrome, at the very least, expected as much. His predictions were proven to be remarkably on point as he ventured a bit further, as the very instant he moved to enter a new area a group