The sun's coming up
Moving about the Climb now and away from his interaction with Dantalion, Noah moved deeper into the realm with curiosity furrowing his brow. Sweat beaded and rolled down his forehead as he traveled, careful to stay clear of any burning, bubbling lava or magma. He felt uneasy in the pit of his stomach when thinking about the goddess that the man had mentioned, and Noah needed to see more for himself.
Descending into the cathedral, Noah stopped to look around. The air was not as thick and sticky as the rest of the Climb, but the hunter was still not comfortable. He shifted his weight and tilted his head, examining the obsidian that formed the structures of the "pews". He ran his hand over a part of one that was smooth. It was warm to the touch -- obviously -- but still caught Noah by surprise. He was too used to stone being as cold as ice.
Descending into the cathedral, Noah stopped to look around. The air was not as thick and sticky as the rest of the Climb, but the hunter was still not comfortable. He shifted his weight and tilted his head, examining the obsidian that formed the structures of the "pews". He ran his hand over a part of one that was smooth. It was warm to the touch -- obviously -- but still caught Noah by surprise. He was too used to stone being as cold as ice.
But the steel around your heart is starting to rust
