083 Master Of Shadows

Wordlessly all of us just took off. We knew where we had to go and what path needed to be taken to get there.

Now that the way had been cleared from the horde of monstrosities that had guarded the enterance, the four of us had obtained the right to enter the forsakened castle ruins before us. 

A sense of urgency overtook us. A heady cocktail of nervousness and anxiety was threatening us with its presence in the background. 

The deeper and deeper we delve into these ruins the more we began getting the feeling that we were walking into a situation where without a doubt we would be outclassed.

Despite the ruined and crumbling exterior, the inside of the castle held a strange and eerie beauty. 

Ominously decorated walls, patterned carpets, twisted and contorted looking statues all decorated its interior. Jeweled chandeliers hung overhead as they illuminated the way.

We continued on in admiration and caution.