CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: THE HUNGER BELOW
(Solomon's POV)
Some monsters want power.
Some want revenge.
The oldest ones want only one thing.
To consume.
The Sound of Fear
I had heard fear before.
In battle.
In dying screams.
In the trembling voices of people facing impossible odds.
This was different.
The moment Alaric spoke the Devourer's name, every liberated fragment reacted.
Not with panic.
With instinct.
Ancient.
Absolute.
Terror.
Elias stumbled backward.
The newly freed soul looked toward the abyss as if staring into the mouth of death itself.
"No..." he whispered.
The cavern shook again.
Hard enough to throw Vincent off balance.
"What exactly is that thing?" Vincent demanded.
For once, nobody answered immediately.
Because nobody wanted to.
The Abyss Opens
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