Bab 70: Cruel

Alden slowly stepped forward. 

A thick, dense mist swirled around his figure. It hampered his vision greatly, smothering him in its suffocating embrace. 

As soon as he took a single step, the door behind him slammed shut. 

Alden flinched. 

Then, he shivered, his face paling with dread. 

What mess had he just got himself into now? 

A deluge of unease flooded his heart. He swallowed and circulated his mana. The action helped quell his anxiety somewhat. Alden prepared to manifest a shield of decay at any moment. He was alert, his body as tense as a coiled spring. 

He took another step. 

The thick fog continued to smother him.