The slash marks left by his weapon were clearly visible, making it impossible for Cain to look away from the wall.
How could it be?
What had once appeared to be nothing more than a natural rock cliff was actually concealing something he never would have expected. A man-made civilization, abandoned hundreds of years ago.
This discovery wasn't unprecedented for humanity as a whole, but for Cain and his group, this was their very first ruin. More than that, this was only their second expedition into the outside world.
The grey-haired boy swallowed hard, trying to moisten his dry throat. What kind of luck had he and his teammates used to stumble upon something like this?
Or worse, had they just burned through an entire lifetime's worth of luck to find it?
If that were true, a chill seeped into his skin, sinking into his bones and making him shudder.
