Chapter 339: 340: Twisted Choice

Damon squatted down, peering out the cracked window at the decaying, unassuming building cloaked in mold and shattered in places. Its glass panes, though mostly intact, revealed the broken tables and chairs inside - along with a few skeletons.

Ancient fossilized corpses - some human, some beast. Zaci's Sweets must have been quite a prosperous business in Lysithara's heyday, considering it spanned three floors and was quite large.

He glanced at the window, debating whether to use Shadow Perception. He had come to learn that his spatial awareness wasn't undetectable - some entities could tell when they were being watched.