章 164: Lubaris, Rotten In Deceit

As the night deepened, the low, eerie howls of Bloodhounds began to echo in the distance. 

It was surprising at first, but the Ordeal had been sending us an unholy amount of Bloodhounds since our clash with the Abyssal Harbingers—and I'm not one to complain, since their dangerousness lies in their numbers and speed at best.

The bastioneers took their positions along the wall, weapons at the ready, their bodies tense as the ground beneath us seemed to vibrate with the approaching pack. The Ordeal of the Midnight was nowhere near finished, after all. 

And even in the temporary peace, the air felt charged with an energy that was both thrilling and foreboding.

Dame Theresa turned toward the sound, her golden eyes sharp with anticipation. With her massive cross secured across her back, she strode to the edge of the wall, her gaze narrowing as the faint red glow of Bloodhound eyes appeared on the distant horizon.