Chapter 92

Dante's POV About thirty minutes later, we arrived at the waterfall. Standing on the ledge across from it, we blended into the shadows of the dense trees. The water cascaded from the canyon like a broken faucet, pounding against the rocks below before spilling into the lake. The cave was easy to spot through the crystal-clear water, which made it even more incredulous that it was a villain's' lair. The scenery seemed too beautiful to be used for evil.