Drip drip.
The sound of water dripping rhythmically filled the air. Flickering torches swung from left to right as they hung from the walls of an underground circular hall.
The air smelled of moss and dirt, and the chilly cold clung to skin.
Mathias, the blonde boy, and the noble that they had met stood inside the hall. Mathias looked around this hall, his heart racing. The place made his bones crawl and his hair stand on edge.
"What is this place?" he managed to ask.
"This? This was a place hidden hundreds and hundreds of years ago. I believe my family had some sort of connection to this place.
But it was tagged extremely dangerous, and that the power it held was catastrophic, something that no man should ever wield, for it would warp his mind and turn him into a monster of desire," the noble said.
"What? Then why are we here?" Mathias asked.
