224 A Rich Snake

A strong shiver ran through my body as I peered through a small crack in the rocks.

Outside, the light was very limited and the air was extremely hazy. Dark mist shrouded the entirety of the chasm, hanging thickly like dark clouds, and through the crack, a bleak landscape of desolate rocks could be seen.

Howls and screeching noises wafted through the air towards me, from several sources both far and near, and just one look outside already revealed a few of the dismal creatures flying around.

The appearance of their dull wings in the midst of such a lifeless atmosphere, painted a vivid scenery of bleakness that added more misery to my current predicament.

I felt wronged.

As soon as the potion's effect ran out, I was struck by a terrible illness that wreaked havoc through my body.