Arriving In Hell

Morteze led the group down a series of winding corridors, each more ornately designed than the last.

Their journey ended at the entrance of an expansive room, its sheer size leaving the students in awe. "This... is impressive!" Damon muttered to himself but his words ended up being louder than he'd intended.

Rows upon rows of shelves lined the walls, holding an impressive array of weapons, armors, shields, and other items.

The light from glowing runes embedded in the ceiling bathed the room in a soft, magical glow, highlighting the pristine condition of the equipment.

"This," Morteze said, spreading his arms with a flourish, "is where you gear up. Feel free to pick anything you like—it's my gift to my baby sister's wards."

The students hesitated, their gazes darting between the vast collection of weapons and their guardian, Leana, who stood smirking beside her brother.