Chapter 93, Let's smash heads in.

Leaf descended into the underground prison, her movements soundless as shadows clung to her like a second skin. The air was thick, damp with the stench of decay.

Her cat like eyes, glowed with an eerie luminescence, cut through the blackness, seeking the familiar forms of her clansmen. In the distance, faint torchlight flickered, casting grotesque shapes that seemed to writhe in the corner of her vision.

She found them at last, huddled together like broken dolls. Their eyes, once vibrant with life, were dulled by the scars on their flesh.

"Leaf, you’ve returned," a serpentine demihuman rasped, her voice barely more than a whisper, thick with exhaustion. Her scaled body trembled as she dragged herself closer to the bars, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and dread.

"Where is Zara?" Her words carried an edge of desperation, the name a fragile tether to her sanity.

"She waits above," Leaf replied, her tone a cold whisper, as though the very air might betray them. "But we mu