The ground split open beneath them, a violent crack ripping through the chamber like the mouth of hell itself yawning wide.
From the jagged opening, smoke and fire bled into the air, suffocating and hot, while the sound of chains rattling roared through the space like the cries of tortured souls clawing to be free.
The walls shook. The runes on Orion’s cane pulsed violently, answering the darkness with its own hunger.
Gaia and Orion both staggered back, their lungs heaving, sweat and heat slicking their skin. The vibration of something ancient rising beneath them sent shivers down their spines, though neither would dare admit fear.
Gaia’s lips twisted into something between a sneer and a smirk. “Who the f**k would’ve guessed my favourite little fuckboy would end up wanting the same p
