Chapter 59

Katharsyus Prison Island

“Are you sure you trust them?” I said, voice nasal as I trod through shit. Acid surging up my throat, urged on by my nostrils.

The tincture of water and excrement parted for Calamity as she slowly and carefully made her way through the ankle-deep shit of the underground sewers of Odesos city. The ashflare floated near her head as she led our party of two through the concoction.