[Bonus chapter] The Ancient Ones
Not too far away from here, and inside a dimly lit corridor, a single man walked in a slow, and yet steady pace. He straightened his back, while preparing himself for what yet to come.
The corridor felt like it was going downwards on a fixed and dangerous angle. And yet he didn't feel any change at all, not even feeling like he was descending on such a sharp angle.
If someone looked at him from far, he'd see him walking down a very slope edge, one that looked like he was walking over an almost perfect vertical wall.
And just in less than half an hour, he finally stopped. The path ended abruptly in front of a closed gate. It looked ancient, like it was built thousands of years ago.
The path landed directly on the top of this gate, as if the gate was the bottom of a well or something. He tidied up his uniform, cleared his throat, took a deep breath despite the air here being too thin.