The tunnel pulsed with unseen movement, the air thick with the shuddering suspense of violence, every shadow a threat, every sound a prelude to horror.
"You heard Kael, fall back!" Freya yelled, her voice hoarse, her blue eyes blazing as she sprinted back toward the way they came, her boots pounding the pavement, each step trying to be faster and longer than the previous.
Rhea followed, her crimson hair streaming, her amber eyes wide with adrenaline and unease, the tunnel's oppressive weight pressing down on her.
Freya threw her hands back, a massive ice wall surging across the hollow fake entrance, its surface gleaming like a frozen mirror, a desperate barrier to buy them time.
The ice groaned under the strain, the tunnel's pulse quickening, as if enraged by their resistance.
They ran, the pavement slick under their feet, the sewer water beside them churning wildly, its surface rippling with unnatural force, as if something massive moved beneath.
