In the wide and gloomy sewers, footsteps echoed clearly.
Compared to the narrow space Milo had imagined, the sewer system in Stronghold 109 seemed more like it was designed based on the specifications of a bomb shelter.
When the strongholds were built many years ago, people were still living in the shadow of The Cataclysm. That led to their designs being influenced by the possibility of war breaking out again. So, when Stronghold 109’s sewer system was designed, it was done so that the sewer pipes were constructed as wide as a bomb shelter. But of course, only the main sewer pipes were designed this way.
The black shadow clone was walking in the sewers and carrying an unconscious Miriam on its left shoulder. Milo, who was enduring its pain, was being carried on its right shoulder.
He had also been injured, and blood was dripping down into the murky sewage from his dangling arm.
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