Rowan did not reply to the child, he simply touched his shoulder and shifted the boy back to the surface a few hundred miles away, the target he had been pursuing for the past few months had finally stopped moving and he could solve this intriguing mystery, plus the dangers in this place was about to erupt, and the child would be caught in the crossfire if he was anywhere near this place.
Descending deeper into the earth, Rowan took the form of the child, and not long after he began to hear the sound of industrial activities—the sound of metal against unyielding stone. All this while he had been walking down crudely carved staircases hewn into the extremely hard rocks, and the passageway had been tight making it the perfect reason why the slight body of the child was necessary to enter into this place.
The tight passageway soon opened up into a series of rather expansive caverns where hundreds of miners with large pickaxes swinging away at the rocks, and despite their gaunt frames that showed clear signs of the harsh living conditions they were being subjected to, each time they swung their pickaxes, it released a loud clap and a large explosion of dust, this showed the great strength inside the bodies of every blood Bound, yet they could hardly cut through a few inches of rock.
They had no supervisors for they all worked to survive under the heels of the Ascendant. Tied around their waist were small satchels where any piece of essence-rich ore was found would be deposited until the end of their week-long shifts.
It was a tough job, and about twenty percent of every miner that entered the earth never returned, this number was worse for the vanguards who pushed deeper into the ground to block the unrelenting waves of Calamity erupting from the earth so the miners could have a relative safety window for them to work.
The arrival of the child caused a slight stir among their number as they wearily dropped their tools and trudged over to the smiling boy who began distributing the moldy bread to the miners, his endless cheer and bright personality made these gruff men and women smile even if they did not want to. Of the hundreds of miners here, they could only receive a single loaf, but with their powerful bodies, it was enough to sustain them.
Across the many caverns, a similar scene was taking place, and the young boy watched all of these with a slight smile on the side of his lips. It had been a long time since Rowan felt such pleasure from such a minimal task.
"Young Po… You should head back to the surface, the grunts holding back the tide of calamities below would soon be returning for a shift change, and you know you don't want to be here when that happens, they have taken too long already."
A woman with a kind smile rubbed the head of the child with fondness, the boy started before he smiled at her and unexpectedly collapsed into dust making the woman scream in fright. ?
Rowan appeared another thirteen miles deep into the earth before a group of Blood Bounds battling abominations. He had left the miners behind because the danger he had been expecting had unexpectedly gained momentum and he had not quickly caught it because of the barrier blocking his perception underground.
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