Chapter 55 The Reckoning

The tremors beneath the underground chamber grew stronger; the ground continued to crack wide open beneath Alex and Mara's feet. Eerie light issued from the rift, pulsing in erratic spasms as though something inside were stirring, seeking to break forth. A whirlwind of freezing air shot upwards, screaming up through the battered cathedral above it, bearing whispers inhuman, broken, guttural voices that slithered chillingly down the length of Alex's spine. Mara gripped her spear tightly, its light flashing wildly in the oppressive darkness. "Alex… this isn't over," she whispered, her voice laced with barely contained fear.