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The very next day, after finishing his explanation about William, Irexana went straight back into the palace, and Leon’s party did a quick round of reorganizing before gathering information on Nether Valley ahead of their departure.
Though it was one of the infamous Four Great Demon Realms, the Nether Valley was far less well-known than the other three. It was a secretive, terrifying land.
Even the name sounded ominous. A deep, sunless place, like the underworld feared by the living made real—that was the demon realm known as Nether Valley.
“Albion, do you know the Nether Valley well?” Leon asked.
Albion shook her head. “No. That demon realm provokes a visceral, physiological disgust in dragons. All demon realms do, but Nether Valley is particularly bad. Walking into it of your own will is no different from stepping into a damp, rotting bog.”
“Visceral… disgust?” The others just blinked, and Albion realized she needed to elaborate.
“For a dragon, the natural order is as close to us as breathing. When we approach a place where that order is distorted, we feel repulsed. Normally, we would ‘attune’ it, correcting the warped points, but demon realms are places even the gods hesitate to touch. The wisest course is not to approach at all.”
“But… Britra’s been forcing them open and walking through...
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