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Kaden’s powers were of no use here, ineffective until he reached the surface.

He climbed quickly but carefully, the suffocating scent of sulfur and decay causing him to labor for each breath. Falling thousands of miles was the last thing he needed. It would take him an entire day to wake up and heal from the injuries, leaving him even less time. Everything always came back to the curse, and he wondered why he still bothered year after year, century after century. He sighed, mumbling to himself in ancient Arabic. “Don’t think, dammit. Just climbUntameable Heat Kaden's Reprieve out of here and get on with it.”