The group immediately walked through the ruined streets. The air felt colder and lighter here than the air inside the Rift. Even when it was thick with rot and smoke.
No monsters roamed the area, no survivors wandered in sight. This whole sector was dead.
They passed the same intersection that led toward another district. The massive pulsing boulder still stood there blocking the road.
Myles slowed down. His eyes narrowed on the object. Its dark and stony surface throbbed with purple veins that glowed from within.
After leveling up, he could sense it more clearly, there was a faint rhythm of life buried inside. It wasn't just an illusion. The thing really was alive and waiting to hatch or grow.
He felt a chill crawl up his neck. Maybe it really was an egg. But he didn't say a word. The others seemed to feel the same unease, they also glanced at the boulder once before moving on in silence.
