He was going to tear this entire planet apart to get the fuel he needed. And he wasn't going to lose a single minute of sleep over it.
After thirty minutes of relentless, unbothered marching, the rolling dunes of bone abruptly ended.
Sebastian stopped at the edge of a massive, yawning chasm.
The canyon was easily five miles wide and dropped straight down into absolute darkness. The jagged cliffs looked like they had been violently torn apart by a massive tectonic shift.
But it wasn't dark at the bottom.
A sickly, pulsating red glow emanated from the depths of the gorge, casting eerie, shifting shadows against the canyon walls. The smell of raw, unadulterated rotting meat wafted up from the abyss, completely overpowering the smell of the burning ash.
Sebastian peered over the edge. His [True Sight] instantly pierced the gloom, revealing the source of the light.
"Well, that's not ominous at all," Sebastian deadpanned.
He didn't bother looking for a safe path down.
