All Chapters of The Guild's Village Idiot is Actually the Strongest.: Chapter 161
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Vent Climb
The vent shaft didn’t want bodies.It wanted air.Stone cut tight, angled up, with old iron rungs sunk into the wall. Most were rusted. Some were missing entirely. Water dripped from above in slow ticks that sounded like counting. The shaft carried faint daylight and, with it, the promise of exposure.Silas tested the first rung with his weight.It held.Barely.Kaela looked up the shaft, eyes narrowed. “If we climb, we show.”“If we stay, we get eaten,” Silas said, and the words were not metaphor. Behind them, the corridor vibrated with the spiral throat pulse faster now, agitated. Flooding above had disturbed the water. The thing down there was moving.Pell’s voice shook. “He can’t climb.”Silas looked at Torvin’s face pale, lips cracked, breath shallow. The reed tube pulled, held, pulled again, but the pulls were weaker now, like the body was tired of bargaining.“He doesn’t climb,” Silas said. “We haul.”They built a sling from tarp and rope, keeping the seal accessible so Pell co
Old Water
The runoff scar led them into a shallow valley cut between ridge spines, where scrub thickened and broken stone walls lay collapsed like old bones. It should have been safe from filing. It wasn’t.Chalk marks sat here too fainter, older, less neat. Not slash-and-circle, but three notches in a row on certain stones, like an older crew had warned each other without boards. The world had had systems before the runner’s. The runner was only the newest hand that believed it could own them.Silas dragged Torvin on the sling, shoulders burning. Pell stayed glued to the seal, re-wetting whenever the rag began to dry, pinching until his fingers cramped. Kaela kept the hammer ready, eyes scanning the ridge lines for lantern glow. The brine stink clung to their cloth and skin, a sharp note that cut through reed rot.Torvin’s breathing was present but weak. Every inhale sounded like it had to be earned.The ember tin—woken by the locker and fed by brine warmth was fading again under tarp, warmth