Chapter 28

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I look at her, trusting her instincts and the bond we've forged through our journey. "Alright," I reply, nodding in agreement. "Lead the way."

She squeezes my hand reassuringly, her touch grounding me amidst the ancient stone walls that seem to shift with unseen whispers.

Together, we set off along the narrow path she has chosen, the faint light from our torches flickering against the cold, damp walls.

The path winds deeper Into the catacombs, twisting and turning with no clear pattern.

Hand in hand, we ascend the passage, leaving behind the labyrinthine depths of the catacombs.

As we emerge from the catacombs and find ourselves surrounded by the serene beauty of the forest, a sense of relief washes over us.

The air is crisp and alive with the sounds of nature, a stark contrast to the musty silence of the underground tunnels we've left behind.

"I think I remember something," Lisa says, her voice tinged with excitement and determination.

She reaches into her pack and pulls out the ancient map, unfolding it carefully as she studies its faded markings.

Her finger traces a path on the map, pinpointing our current location. "We're here," she confirms, a spark of recognition lighting up her eyes.

"And if we're here, then the artifact must be hidden in that direction." She points towards a dense thicket of trees just ahead.

I follow her gaze, a surge of anticipation coursing through me. "So, we head that way," I say confidently, pointing in the direction Lisa indicated.

Lisa nods decisively. "I had planned to explore that area later, but there's no time like the present. Let's go."

The ground beneath our feet is soft with fallen leaves, and sunlight filters through the canopy above, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor.

As we walk for hours through the forest, the tranquility of our surroundings begins to soothe the tension that had gripped us in the catacombs.

The sunlight filters through the leaves above, casting a warm glow on our path as we make our way forward, the artifact safely cradled between us.

But suddenly, our journey is rudely interrupted by a chilling presence—a creature emerges from the shadows, its form more terrifying than we could have imagined.

Its eyes gleam with a malevolent light, and its dark, twisted features send a shiver down my spine. I feel Lisa's hand tighten around mine, her grip steady despite the fear that pulses through us both.

"It's here," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves. "We have to be ready."

The creature moves closer, Its movements sinuous and predatory. Its presence seems to distort the very air around us, filling the forest with a palpable sense of dread.

"What do we do?" I ask, my voice trembling despite my efforts to remain calm.

Lisa's eyes narrow as she assesses the situation. "We fight," she declares, her voice firm with resolve.

The creature that emerges from the shadows is the same one we faced at the parking lot, but this time it looks even more formidable.

As it lunges towards me, Lisa's eyes narrow, and she does something with her hand. To my shock, shadows gather around her, solidifying into a sword. I can't help but blurt out, "How the fuck did you do that?"

She grins, eyes glinting with a mischievous spark. "Told ya, I'm a powerful demon."

I'm momentarily distracted by the sight of her looking all badass with a sword made of shadows. My admiration quickly turns to alarm as I see the creature lunging straight at her. Instinctively, I yell, "Arcanum Vallo!" My barrier spell activates, and the creature halts in mid-air, stuck like a fly in invisible glue.

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