The scream was not the thin, chilling cry of a wraith; it was the raw, cut-short terror of a human being, violently silenced. It acted as an immediate catalyst, dissolving any remaining doubt about the nature of the mysterious mission.
"That wasn't a monster," Jin hissed, drawing his spear.
"That was a sacrifice," Kai corrected, his voice a cold whisper beneath the Silver Mask. He immediately disabled the scrying wards he had set up, knowing their mission was now one of intrusion, not observation. "They’re not waiting for us. We move."
The team investigated the mine entrance immediately. The setting: Ironvein Mines, was a black, jagged maw cut into the side of the mountain. The air that flowed out was stale and carried the scent of deep earth and, disturbingly, burnt salt and low-grade
