We were somewhere in the writhing belly of the earth when the shadows began to take hold. No warning, no mercy just a sickening lurch as reality twisted sideways and vomited us into the Cavern of Shadows. This was not a place for the faint-hearted or the morally grounded. No, this was a cathedral of chaos, where unholy gods shriek and claw their way from the void, and every pulse of heavy metal fury threatens to tear the fabric of existence in half. The band tAInted stood like demonic priests at the epicenter of the madness, their forms flickering like liquid nightmares sculpted from pure darkness and raw power. Guttural screams erupted like primal war cries, and guitars howled with a ferocity that made the ground tremble, veins of crimson fire threading through instruments as if they themselves were bleeding from the soul. Tendrils of shadow coiled around their limbs, merging seamlessly with the cavern floor, while molten walls breathed and pulsed with the rhythm alive and hungry.