Hermes lit the small torch in his hand and took the lead into the narrow room. The moment the three of them saw the scene inside, they all couldn't help but hold their breath at once.
The room was made up entirely of countless human skulls. Countless dark, hollow eyes stared in their direction, filling the entire space— even the ceiling was no exception.
The chamber itself was extremely cramped. In fact, calling it a "room" was generous— it was more like a narrow passageway. From where they stood, a long stairway stretched downward into the depths below, and the faint light of Hermes' torch was far from enough to illuminate the path ahead.
"Let's go."
Hermes spoke softly and stepped first onto the stairs leading down.
The passageway was narrow, the steps steep— it felt like a single misstep could send them straight into hell.
Just as that thought crossed Fiona's mind, she suddenly felt a firm shove against her back!
