PREVIEW
... hat height, everyone except Lynch could not see what they were stepping on. The dwarf simply refused to lift his feet, his thick boots sliding across the ground, making a "rustling" sound.
"Master, this place feels a bit like the Grey Ruins." Eryies gently flew above everyone's heads, hooking his sharp claws onto tall tree trunks to rest. "Including these trees, everything seems to be falling from a peak of prosperity into endless decay. Besides, I always feel like something is watching ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























