Chapter 65 - Chapter 65: The Fortress Hold

The darkness within The Deep Steam Vents was no longer a mere absence of photons; it was a heavy, viscous gloom that felt as if the air itself had acquired a physical mass, pressing against the lungs and slowing every heartbeat. Far below, at the jagged bottom of the artificial abyss that bifurcated this industrial sector, the magma flows of Terragard emitted a dull, rhythmic crimson radiance. This hellish light reflected off the rough basalt walls, casting long, distorted shadows that seemed to dance with malevolent intent. The scalding steam erupting from ruptured gargantuan pipes created an eternal, suffocating fog, turning visibility into a luxury that Dayat could no longer afford.