Chapter Seven:
The rhythmic pounding of a drumbeat echoed down the chiseled and fitted stone cave walls. The party had left the natural chaotic stone tunnels long ago. Instead, Tuck, the new leader of the group, turned onto a heavily traveled corridor cut straight and true from the stone.
Tuck fell in behind a large gathering of white-robed creatures, all marching the same direction. All chanting some incoherent verse, steps keeping time to the pounding on the drum.
Time held no real meaning for Kai. He only knew his stomach was much happier with the firebug flesh sitting inside him. Life looked slightly less grim, having eaten recently. The mass of bodies also gave him a feeling of belonging. If any monsters attacked, he felt confident in his ability to blend into the crowd and avoid d
