Bab 133: The Clown Mask

As Leo made his way through the winding corridors, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement bubbling up within him. Leo fought the urge to hum a tune, knowing that Ava was walking a few feet behind him.

The walls were thick with tangled red vines, their tendrils reaching out as if to grasp at him as he passed. Leo was already used to the environment of the temple and didn't mind the plants, inspecting the ants contained within the empty potion bottles.

As he peered into the bottles, Leo couldn't help but feel as though the ants inside were glaring at him with their red eyes, filled with malice. It was as if they were aware of his presence and were seeking revenge for being trapped.

Entering the hall, Leo's demeanor changed. The smile on his face vanished as he cautiously approached the altar that stood at the center of the room with old, metal chains attached to its foundation.

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