Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Chapter 732: Chapter 732 Red Butterfly

Looking at the girl in the black dress who was reaching out her arm to him, Shard sighed. After a brief exchange with the voice beside his ear, he reached out his hand to grasp hers. However, at the last moment, the girl in the black dress withdrew her hand.

“Why show such trust to someone who merely brushed past you?”

With her hands clasped behind her back, she looked at Shard, who shook his head:

“Helen, when I helped you at that banquet years ago, was there a reason?”

Helen Black gazed at Shard, her lips slowly curving into a smile. They looked at each other until Helen suddenly burst out laughing:

“Oh, sir, I thought my disguise was quite successful. It took me some effort to convince Little Zina to help me.”

“A successful disguise?”

Shard said, bewildered.

“That’s not important. I just wanted to see, sir, what kind of person you really were in your time.”

She took a step back, hands still behind her back, moving closer to the mouth of the cave that spat black mist:

“You are an interesting man, more interesting than my sister and I had imagined. But below is not where you should be. Please wait here. I need to retrieve an item, a sacrifice for my sister’s return.”

With those words, her body tilted backward, falling into the abyss.

Two-thirds of the Red Butterflies followed her into the deep cavernous pit, leaving only a third still here protecting Shard.

All around, it was extremely quiet, except for the sounds of reviving Evil Spirits wandering in the distance of the mine:

“Helen… Grace… I didn’t expect Sister Delphine to conspire with them to lie.”

The calm did not last long, as dust began to fall from overhead again, and a tremendous roar suddenly exploded in the eerily quiet mine. The sound came from beneath the earth, from the deepest part of the Relic. Just hearing it allowed Shard to envision the twisted, monstrous creature squirming below, releasing its malice.

He was startled and quickly took a few steps back. Soon after, the mouth of the underground cave glowed with a red light, and before long, the Red Butterflies formed a staircase at the entrance.

Helen, stepping on the staircase, led two skinny little girls, no older than ten each, by the hand and walked back up.