Chapter 82 Complexity

• Cameroon’s POV:
• The moon's gentle radiance guided us, casting a silvery hue. The scent of damp earth surrounded us as we neared the dungeon, creating a musty aroma. Gravel crunched beneath our steps. In the distance, wolf howls echoed through the night.
• Turning left, the dungeon emerged, its iron doors sealed, guarded by four gatekeepers. Dim lanterns flickered, casting an eerie glow on the entrance and corridor leading to the cells. The air grew heavier, laden with foreboding. As we arrived, the gatekeepers saluted, fists to chests, and firm stomps echoed. Their eyes glinted in the lantern light.