01-19-2021, 01:08 AM
Hunting in the tunnels seemed more grandiose than the reality of it. Allan didn't really know what he had expected but the dirt, and grime. The smell as they waded through god knows what was only made stronger with the power running through his veins. They followed in the wake of a man who grumbled under his breath about the lights the Ascendancy lit. They weren't bright enough to see past his back, Allan didn't know what he was grumbling about. But he was well prepared, Allan wasn't sure if that was a precaution or prediction. Either way, Allan felt highly unprepared. He only had his issued gear as one of the Nine, which wasn't much.
Sounds echoed in the darkness. There was danger on the air. Scratching and growling. Drips of water fell into puddles somewhere in that deep darkness in front of them. The power around them was immense, every one of the men in the group including himself was holding the power. The Ascendancy's flows stretched into the bowels of the earth. Impressive. There was a shiver from their guide as he walked, but he never looked back. There was something in his posture that said something was coming in the darkness. He was ready, but there were no weapons or even any weaves present that Allan could see. What was he doing?
The sounds in the darkness got louder. Sounded more like scratching on the walls, and low rolling rumble not quite a growl emanated from their guide. He made the gesture to stop just as the Ascendany's eyes caught the light of something in the distance -- eyes stared back at them. There had to be fifty or more sets of eyes at a glance.
Sounds echoed in the darkness. There was danger on the air. Scratching and growling. Drips of water fell into puddles somewhere in that deep darkness in front of them. The power around them was immense, every one of the men in the group including himself was holding the power. The Ascendancy's flows stretched into the bowels of the earth. Impressive. There was a shiver from their guide as he walked, but he never looked back. There was something in his posture that said something was coming in the darkness. He was ready, but there were no weapons or even any weaves present that Allan could see. What was he doing?
The sounds in the darkness got louder. Sounded more like scratching on the walls, and low rolling rumble not quite a growl emanated from their guide. He made the gesture to stop just as the Ascendany's eyes caught the light of something in the distance -- eyes stared back at them. There had to be fifty or more sets of eyes at a glance.