"General, about what we found down there..." One of the Aerial Legion soldiers hesitated, his voice trembling, his pale face betraying the horrors he had witnessed.
Before joining the Aerial Legion, these soldiers had mostly performed menial tasks under the Gloam Division and had never ventured into its dungeon. Now that they have, what they found nearly made them vomit.
The dungeon was filled with dark, dried blood, and the air was thick with the metallic scent of rust and decay. The pits were nearly filled with the bodies of civilians, their identities unrecognizable due to the brutality inflicted upon them.
Aelion said nothing, choosing instead to walk directly toward the dungeon.
As they descended into the dimly lit tunnel, the stench of rust and decay became overpowering. But Aelion's expression remained unchanged, his voice calm as he ordered, "Light the torches..."
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