The Cylinders

"So do you know where the king is?" Sol asked, looking straight ahead as Alice pushed his wheelchair.

"Absolutely. There's only one place he'd be at in Pentagon." The girl said in reply.

Although Pentagon looked simple, the building was actually a complex maze in itself. Pandora has a certain amount of control on all the rooms inside the building. Meaning, no matter how hard a trespasser tried, they wouldn't be able to reach Pandora. Not unless certain requirements were met.

"Oh by the way, the king ordered you to refrain from using any of your powers. He said something along the lines of your mana spilling out of your veins. Kinda disgusting really but, Pandora's shadows already blocked the holes. You just need to recover."

"Yeah, I can somehow feel that would be the case."

"By 'that would be the case' do you mean that all of this was within your expectations?" Alice's tone was sarcastic.