Chapter 208: Broken Soul

Chapter 208: Broken Soul

It was dark and cold.

'Where am I?'

A man woke up with a splitting headache, feeling like his head was inside a bell, getting repeatedly pounded with a hammer.

Ding~ Ding~ Ding~

Suddenly the man opened his eyes. He was not dreaming, there really was a sound of a bell being rung beside his ear!

But then he felt a tug on his legs and the sound hastened and became louder.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

'Myhelmet? What is' He suddenly remembered what happened.

He was sleeping peacefully when he was rudely awoken by the sounds of hellish screams in the village. His wife beside him also woke up and hugged him in terror.

They didn't know what was happening, or better yet, they didn't want to know what was happening. There was one thing that every human not living in a guarded city dreaded the most: Monster attack!

"Warren, I'm scared," the woman whispered while trembling in fear.

He gripped her hands and pulled her close, "It's okay, I'll protect you no matter-"

Crash!

It happened then.

The sound of wood being broken traveled to their ears from not far away, and tremors traveled through the house like an earthquake.

Then suddenly, there was a frightened cry. It came from the neighboring room where their little daughter slept.

"Gomora!"

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His wife's hysterical scream still echoed in his ear, clear as day.

But sharp pain suddenly woke him out of his nightmare as his back hit something hard and sharp. He felt his body being tossed like a rag doll and he landed heavily on the cold stone floor.

He winced in pain and gritted his teeth, but no sound came from his mouth. His lifeless eyes stared into the abys above him, the stone prison he was thrown into dark as the night.

"Gomora" He whispered as the painful memories resurfaced once again before his eyes, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

It was the only source of light in this place.

Suddenly he felt movement, there was someone in the cell beside him. Another human He could see his silhouette and hear his breath.

Warren stayed on guard and moved further away, determined to remain awake. He even put his helmet back on.

But His head felt heavy, and his eyelids too. His body was aching, and there was nothing to do. First went the hand, and an eye right behind He was soon sleeping soundly, with nothing in mind.

***

Sounds of screaming woke Warren up sometime later, and he could see his cellmate being dragged out of the hole by a massive humanoid monster.

He didn't know the man, nor was he interested in knowing him. He simply scrambled further away from the door and tried to make himself as small as possible while trembling in fear.

The Orc lifted the torch up high and looked straight at him, shouting a few words that Warren couldn't understand, before slamming the door and leaving.

The screams echoed through the underground cavern, but they were becoming quieter and more distorted as time went on.

A deathly silence returned to the cell. Warren carefully approached the door, if it could even be called that.

The thing was made of a few crudely shaped planks hammered together and tied to the cave wall with a chain. It didn't even have a lock!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Placing the hand on his chest, Warren felt the intense beating of his heart and swallowed with difficulty. He quietly pushed the door, and although it was heavy, it moved quite easily.

Cold sweat started to pour down his back as his heart beat faster and faster, from both excitement and nervousness.

He looked out of his dark cell, the only light coming from those tiny mushrooms.

It was quiet. Eerily quiet.

The loud sound of his beating heart was the only thing keeping him company in the darkness.

'I need to be brave, I need to be brave' This thought kept repeating itself in his head as he took his first cautious steps in the bone-chilling cave.

'My wife, what happened to my wife?' Tears welled up in his eyes as he stumbled forward.

There was suddenly a ray of light coming from the front and his steps accelerated. 'Light! I need to reach the light! I need to escape from here!'

However, as he turned the corner he came face-to-face with an angry mug of an Orc feasting on fresh meat.

"Ah," sound left his mouth as Warren's eyes enlarged into saucers.

And then