ANTHONY’S POV
The closer we got, the worse it felt.
I could feel it in my bones first, then came the pressure. It was heavy, almost like a hand pressing down on my chest. Not physically. Spiritually. The kind of pressure that only comes when you're trespassing on something unnatural.
Kevin walked silently beside me, but I could sense he felt it too. His jaw was tight. His fists clenched and unclenched at his sides as we stepped into the dead zone.
The lair stood before us.
It was a crumbling tower, twisted in darkened vines and pulsing with corrupted energy. The ground around it was blackened—lifeless. Trees stood hollow, bent unnaturally as if bowing to something inside. The air smelled of rot and sulfur. And beneath it all, Trevor’s aura pulled at me. He was here. I knew it.
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