The tunnel was pitch-black; she couldn't see her hand in front of her face.
Fortunately, with magic's help, the darkness did not hinder Cypher from feeling out the path ahead.
At first, it was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for a person to pass.
After groping forward for dozens of steps, the darkness suddenly gave way to light.
It was a cave the size of a classroom, with several torches hanging from the surrounding walls, giving off the scent of burning grease.
The cave was filled with containers made of glass, crystal, and carved stone.
The glass containers were filled with pale green liquid.
The stone basins, each as large as a bathtub, held the floating corpses of Magical Creatures.
Intact corpses were not frightening.
But the entire cave was littered with dismembered limbs, enough to make anyone's skin crawl.
On top of that, the place was airtight, and the accumulated stench of rot and blood was enough to bring tears to one's eyes.
"Ugh—"
Behind Cypher, Cassandra's throat bobbed. Seeing this, Cypher quickly cast a Bubblehead Charm on her.
"Thank you!"
Cassandra's voice was slightly distorted. Seeing that it was merely a physical reaction, Cypher did not say anything further.
After all, he had been holding his breath ever since entering the tunnel...
"Aw, aw, aw—yip, yip, yip—"
What was that?
A strange cry suddenly echoed through the silent cave.
Cypher immediately turned toward the sound, while Cassandra wordlessly looked in the opposite direction.
Deceiving the senses was far easier than deceiving sight...
"Relax. Everything is under control..."
Cypher's voice echoed in Cassandra's mind.
Only then did Cassandra remember that she and Cypher had already formed a mental connection.
But Cypher's next action caught her by surprise.
He did not head toward the source of the noise.
Instead, he