CHAPTER 80: Telemon: The lost God of Fire

Opening his eyes, the first thing he understood was that he was definitely not somewhere he had ever been before.

The ground he felt and saw as he laid on his stomach, was ice cold underneath the palm of his hands, even though they gleamed and shone brightly enough for him to continue staring at them trying to figure out what its shining secret was.

"How long are you going to continue staring at my floor? I'm pretty sure I didn't break you when I brought you here," said a loud enough voice to Ashen who instantly lifted himself off the floor the moment he heard it, looking around in surprise as he finally took interest in what was going on around him,

"What's going on?" he asked more to himself as he continued looking around at the huge royal hall he found himself him which he would never have imagined he could ever be.

Everywhere seemed to be made of glassy and transparent things that not only looked fragile but also very expensive.