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Chapter Twenty Six – The Hollow Spire
Author: Ace
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If you ever get the bright idea to storm a living tower crawling with evolving nightmare fuel while carrying the fate of humanity on your back, let me offer you some advice: don’t.

Unfortunately, nobody gave me that advice.

The Hollow Spire loomed before us like some eldritch finger stabbing the heavens, wrapped in oily clouds that churned like boiling ink. Pulses of red lightning flashed inside the storm, and the ground beneath our boots vibrated with an unsettling heartbeat, as if the tower itself was alive.

We stood at the edge of a ruined ridge overlooking what used to be the city’s central district, now transformed into a writhing biomechanical landscape. Twisting bone-like structures jutted from the ground. Hollow creatures slithered between them, their shapes grotesque parodies of life.

Adrian adjusted his scope. “I count at least four guardian packs. Multiple Hollow variants. And that’s just the perimeter.”

“Good odds,” Kai said with a humorless smile. “We’ve faced worse.”

Zar
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