Chapter 404 Interwoven

The damp, cold Second Waterway corridor echoed with footsteps as the gatekeeper strode towards even darker depths.

The black clothes representing the City-State Defender were already tattered, and the magically crafted combat staff bore numerous scars. Pain and fatigue seemed to have become distant illusions, leaving only the hollow echoes from the deep bowels of the earth ringing in her ears.

Blood seemed to be running out, but her heart still beat, and death was so imminent that with each breath, it felt as though she could sense the chilling cold of the world of the dead—In this dark and solitary corridor, no comrades remained in sight, and enemies had not been seen for quite some time.

Yet, something was still accompanying Agatha on her journey, providing a small, not very bright but somewhat warm flame at the very end of her march toward death.