Chapter 328: The Moment He Would Keep
Draven stepped through the massive stone archway.
The darkness of the mountain vanished entirely. He walked into a blinding, featureless expanse of pure white light. There were no walls. There was no ceiling. He looked down and saw no floor beneath his boots, though he felt solid ground holding his weight.
He did not hear an echo. The silence was suffocating.
[The Omniscient Cartographer's World Map]
Draven reached for the projection to map the dimensions of the room. The skill flickered violently. A wave of harsh static flooded his mind, forcing him to shut it down immediately. The tomb was actively suppressing the geometry, mimicking the exact dead-zone effect generated by Malakor's crushing presence.
He let his fingers rest against the spatial ring that held his dark blade.
He remembered Bram stepping out of the Ancestral Giant tomb with dead eyes, and Natalie being the first to notice. Second chambers were notoriously treacherous.
