Chapter 67 - Chapter 67: Dola’s Tactical Overload

The darkness encroaching upon The Deep Steam Vents was no longer a mere absence of light; it had become a sentient, predatory entity. The sphere of abyssal energy hovering above Malphas's head continued to expand, greedily devouring every stray photon from the flickering crystal lamps on the walls and the dying sparks from the ruined Sentry Gun's scorched circuitry. The atmosphere in the dead-end corridor felt frozen—not because of a drop in temperature, but because of the crushing aura of despair radiated by the Demon General. Every breath Dayat took felt like inhaling heavy, suffocating grave dust.