Chapter 65 The Broken Tank

• [MAGNUS]
• The dilapidated entrance to the prison dungeon looms before me, watching with disappointment. Its stones, worn and crumbling from decades of neglect, seem to whisper ancient curses as I approach. The stone stairs crumble beneath my weight, forcing me to leap and catch the edge before the entire structure collapses into the void below.
• Gladly, prior to her disappearance, Morgana was cunning enough to craft a concealed entrance, imbued with dark magic. Now with her amulet, I can use it to open and close the entrance.