Nighteyes navigated the labyrinth with ease, having marked his path on their previous travel. Actually… why was it so hard to get out last time? Hadn’t they gone out to raid towns before?
Before he could dwell on the thought, however, the group arrived in Tambelon.
A ruined city of stone was filled with golems, stingtails, and… somewhere… at least a dozen frightened captives.
Up on the central dias, however, hundreds of small chimes formed concentric rings around a giant bell that leaked black ichor… an Ouroboros Bell.
Beside it stood the plaguetwister… sire of monsters… the Master.
Grogar