Capítulo 383: Story 383: Beneath the Shadows

The dimly lit corridor stretched endlessly before Zara, each step she took resonating against the cold, metal walls. The faint hum of machinery echoed in the distance, mingling with the rhythmic drip of water from leaky pipes overhead. Zara paused to adjust the strap of her holster, her crimson sweater now marred with streaks of dirt and blood—a testament to the battles fought so far.

She approached a rusted elevator, its doors slightly ajar. Beyond it lay the underground facility rumored to be the King’s latest stronghold. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. Every fiber of her being told her this was a trap, but she couldn’t turn back now.

With a sharp tug, Zara forced the elevator doors open wider and peered inside. The cables were frayed, and the car hung precariously a few stories below. A maintenance ladder ran along the side of the shaft, disappearing into the darkness below.

“Perfect,” she muttered sarcastically.