"Pass through that dark wall up ahead—Ignarion is just beyond it,"
Mabubu pointed toward the Abyss wall, then turned to glance nervously at Orson.
"You're not going to… eat me once I'm no longer useful, right?"
"Relax. I don't eat grilled fish,"
Orson's lips curled into a teasing smile, amusement flickering in his black eyes.
He knew well—on the Acid Waters World, the most humiliating death an adventurer could suffer wasn't being slain in battle, but being roasted and eaten by fellow adventurers. That was the only reason Mabubu had been so eager to cooperate.
"Phew… scared me for a second. You Earthlings are really hard to figure out."
Mabubu exhaled deeply, his two bulging eyes flashing intense light like floodlamps, scanning the dark red walls of the Abyss.
"Be warned—the Dark Wall leads into other tunnels. You'll run into lost Heaven Demons. Are you sure this handful of people is enough?"
Mabubu asked, clearly doubtful.
"Won't know till we try,"
