The hidden compartment yawned beneath him— a hollow chamber, its walls smoother than the rough temple above. The air that wafted up was different, heavy, like it hadn't been disturbed in centuries. A stale mix of stone and rot.
Levi crouched, pressing two fingers to the ground for balance as he leaned closer. The leech squirmed below, already recovering from the fall, its flesh twitching unnaturally as it righted itself.
Levi's eyes narrowed. Even from this distance, he could feel it through their connection— not pain, but agitation. A restless unease rippled along the tether that bound them.
"Go on". Levi gave it a command, urging it to go in and explore for any sign of danger.
The leech obeyed, dragging its pale, swollen body deeper into the chamber. Its slick flesh scraped faintly against stone, the sound carrying back up to Levi's ears.
And it felt like whispers rising from a tomb.
