Alex left the [Hatred Sect's Hideout] the same way he had come in.
His footsteps echoed through the dark, crumbling corridors.
The air was thick with the stench of death.
The walls were lined with the corpses of the sect's members.
Some of them had been killed by Alex, their bodies broken and lifeless.
But as he moved closer to the entrance, he noticed something strange.
Many of the corpses weren't his doing.
Their heads were missing, likely a result of the curse that had punished them for their betrayal.
Even more unsettling, their bodies seemed... drained.
Hollow.
As if something had sucked the life out of them.
Alex quickly made the connection.
The [Hatred Demon] had been draining their essence, even after it had been dragged underground.
But he shook his head, forcing the thought aside.
'That thing's dead,' he told himself.
'I don't care.'
He continued walking, his pace steady despite the unease gnawing at him.
