“What is this place?” The Magician king muttered as he looked around. The world around him was dull grey, even the ground on which he was.
King Merlin closed his mouth while muttering some words and a purple wave suddenly rippled out from him as the center. “There is nothing.” He spoke after sometimes as his eyes slowly opened before raising his leg and slamming it into the ground, “sigh… that silver haired one really got me, breaking out of here won’t be any easy feat.” The King muttered before the black Dragon appeared beside him, its gigantic limb landing on the ground as the king stroked its side.
Even standing at full height, he couldn’t reach up to the beast’s shoulder.
“Destroy the ground.” He commanded simply and the Dragon gave a low rumble from its throat before slamming its leg into the grey ground which weightily trembled.