He could see the church from here. The giant windows that adorned the outside let light pour into the pews and halls. The once serene halls of the Church of Michael have transformed into a twisted maze, reflecting the corruption that has infected its occupants. As Kaz ventures deeper into the outpost, he encounters a labyrinth of darkened corridors, lined with ominous statues and flickering candlelight. The air is thick with an aura of malevolence, heightening the tension that would grip a mortal's heart. He had barely begun his decent into the church and already this presence loomed around him.
He landed on a small balcony and lifted a window up.
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