Chapter 82 - Crimson Mist

The light-yellow orb of light floated in front of them, guiding them into the temple's interior. Tania felt like puking when the rotten scent of decayed bodies along with a strong coppery smell of black magic crawled over her skin. The orb emitted only enough light to throw light in their near vicinity but she could make out the broken beams and rafters that were barely hanging.