Bab 347: Fear The Night : Take The Hand

"How long…? How long have we been there for?" asking in between heavy breaths, Antieeld realised that she had no idea just how long she had been struggling against sleep for, helped in this endeavour by regularly occurring shakes and booms echoing throughout the royal palace, signs of dreadful battle, that had ended after a nearly constant series of heavy strikes, or what she believed to have been strikes.

All had ceased now, only the distant echoes of footsteps could be heard, like insects crawling within the walls, the undeads were not easily fooled, the maze created in secrecy in the undergrounds of the royal castle told them that something was to be found here, stronger corpses, less easily affected by the defence mechanisms put into place must have arrived, dismantling all, searching for what was hidden.