Tales From a Thousand Worlds

The tunnel meandered along with seemingly no apparent course, making turns here and there at random. While it was a more comfortable fit, it did not make matters much better. The pungent aroma of rodent still infused the air and now Blade could better make out what he was crawling though. Shuddering, he looked ahead, trying to ignore the soft, squishy sensation beneath his gloved hands.

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