The firelight flickered, taking the edge off the darkness with a faint warmth.
Ergou breathed a sigh of relief at first, but the moment he saw what lay ahead, his heart shot back into his throat. A chill crawled down his spine as his limbs turned weak.
Before him lay a small valley that led to a crumbling Mountain God temple, long abandoned and in ruins. Several burly beggars guarded the entrance, their bodies greasy and covered in festering sores.
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