CHAPTER 132

Shawn's POV

“Shawn. Wake up,”

I squinted my eyes open as I heard Martin's soft voice call out to me.

“Where are we?” I asked as I struggled to sit upright on the ground, where I just woke up from.

“I don't know,” Martin replied as he slumped back to the ground sitting on his knees.

“Ohh,” I gathered whatever little energy I had on me and pushed myself up from the ground.

We seemed to be inside a dark tunnel with no beginning and end. I tried to illuminate the tunnel with magic but it did not work.

But as I took a step, familiar lamp lights lit all along the tunnel walls.

Crimson Valley.

“You grew up in a tunnel?” Martin asked.

I chuckled almost immediately at his question. “Growing up in a tunnel? Really?”

“Beats me too,” He replied.

“No Martin, I meant to say that we may have found our way back to Crimson Valley where I was born,” I replied to him as I found my way around the tunnel.

I did not know which of the tunnels I was in, but I could feel the strong magical force of our ancest