Bab 856: Gloomhaven

Imeng's smile widened, as if he held a secret that only the realm itself knew. He chuckled softly, his laughter blending with the gentle sounds of the night outside.

"But for now, let the young demon sleep," Imeng whispered, his voice filled with a mix of affection and anticipation. "Tomorrow, we shall continue our journey through this realm of fire and shadows, and unveil the path that awaits us."

With one last glance at Fein, Imeng settled back onto his bed, his weary body finding solace in the promise of a new day. As the inn embraced the silence of the night, the two companions rested, their dreams intertwining with the ever-shifting fabric of the Middle Realm.

Imeng closed his eyes, a contented sigh escaping his lips. The room filled with a sense of anticipation, as if the very essence of the Middle Realm held its breath.

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