Reidar stood alone at the entrance of the cavern, looking into a darkness that seemed to swallow the light of the surface world.
The bedrock around the entrance was shattered into jagged, tooth-like shards that curled upward, as if the ground itself had etched something massive and terrible onto the surface.
Most likely, this place had been made by the planet reshaping during the advent of the apocalypse. It must have been a normal cave back then, because this place was so weird that it would have been impossible for it not to have turned into a touristic attraction.
He cast one last glance back toward the faraway treeline. Somewhere in that tangled undergrowth, miles away by now, were Lena and Jake.
The plan they made was simple. Sneak the Vorathid Sky-Hunters inside through the drainage pipes as they did the first time they reached Ashwick, make them open the gates, and then flood the city with monsters while Lena and Jake took care of the church's higher-ups inside the city.
