"We have reached it," said Clem as we stopped in front of the blood-red dome, made of energy.
The beam is shooting from its top, and it is a magnificent sight, but feels horrible.
Maybe because it is powered by the power of the sacrifice.
"Now, little human. It is time you bring us out of this place," said Elf, turning to me. There is a smile on her face, but I could feel a hint of a threat in it; she will really kill me if I didn't bring her out of this place.
It her not just her, but over five hundred sovereigns behind will do the same thing. If I failed.
Our numbers have been swelling up rapidly, and within an hour, it had reached over five hundred, and more are coming. Even some who have killed and experiencing compulsion are present.
"Ok," I said with a confident smile.
