It had been nearly a quarter of an hour since Shekri and his team endured countless hardships, breaking through all obstacles.
Finally rushing into the gates of the Tower of Audience, they were immediately faced with the rioting darkness and numerous maddened shadows attacking and entangling them.
The bandages on Shekri's body instantly unravelled, releasing a rotten stench that spread and caused everything to decay and wither, even the darkness rapidly losing its depth.
And within his body, the sound of rupture was incessant.
The pressure of the tower's shadow rapidly increased, targeting them progressively.
And just as he barely made it to the top of the tower, he was met with a scene of chaos, with scorched marks and cracks everywhere, only patches of sticky blood were left behind.
Yet, there were no corpses to be found anywhere.
