CHAPTER 892
In another cave… this one looked fundamentally different compared to the one Grey had initially arrived in.
While the first had been a cold, transitional threshold, this interior appeared more like a rudimentary living area.
Soft-looking foams had been arranged to form two makeshift mattresses against the jagged stone walls, providing a semblance of comfort in the subterranean gloom.
The cavern looked almost bare, save for a massive, flat-topped mound of rock positioned squarely in the center, serving as a functional table.
A few pieces of specialized equipment lay scattered in the corners of the room—tools and survival gear that didn't particularly matter for the moment.
On the central rock mound, several cups sat beside a heavy ceramic jug.
The jug was filled with herbal tea, while the cups appeared stained and slightly warm, as if they had just been in constant use.
