A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5525

A cavern yawned open at the base, runes like crawling green fire circling the lip—countless hungry eyes glaring from the stone.

Two guards in black robes stood motionless. Their faces were masks of wax, their eyes empty hollows, as if their else's souls had been harvested away.

"Halt! Identify yourselves!" one barked, the echo slicing through the canyon.

Flaxseed started forward, but Jared lifted a hand—an unspoken order heavier than iron.

Jared stepped ahead. Each footfall seemed to land directly on the guards' hearts.

"We're the ones who've come to claim your worthless lives."

The instant Jared finished speaking, his aura exploded from him—a tidal wave of invisible pressure that roared across the mountaintop corridor. The two guards never even blinked. They were ants in a tsunami, pulverized mid-breath, bones and armor liquefying into a wet smear against the stone before a scream could form.

"Come on. We're going in." Jared's tone stayed flat, as if he had merely brushed aside dust rather than lives.

He pivoted and looked to Flaxseed with a mild nod, as though inviting an evening stroll instead of a plunge into darkness.

They stepped through the jagged mouth of the cave. A long passage stretched ahead, lit at intervals by sickly green oil lamps. Each flame shivered, ready to suffocate at any moment, throwing crooked shadows that crawled along the walls like restless spirits.

The tunnel ended at the summit's hollow crown—an enormous hall. At its center rose a stone dais, carved top to bottom with warped runes that emitted a glow of negative energy, the kind that scraped at the spine and whispered of graves.

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