They arrived in a vast, dome-shaped hall. The walls pulsed rhythmically, as if they were alive—rising and falling with a slow, organic breath.
"So this is what he meant by 'the walls bite,'" Valeris muttered.
Asher turned to her and saw that she was holding something by the neck—an eel-like creature, long and crimson, with needle-thin fangs and no eyes. Its body writhed weakly in her grasp.
Without hesitation, she snapped its neck. The creature let out a faint hiss as it died, spewing a thread of blackish-red blood before falling limp. The moment it hit the floor, the ground seemed to drink it in. The flesh-like surface absorbed the corpse with a sickening slurp, leaving no trace behind.
"This must be one of the Wombs," Asher said, remembering what both Lord Varnis and even his Absolute Appraisal had told him about the Red Womb of Order.
