Rezar suddenly found himself in a brightly lit room, or better yet it would be easier to explain it as an amphitheater or an opera house of sorts. Or maybe it looked more like a stadium or an arena as it had seats all around a platform floating in midair and connected to seven different pathways. There was a massive display screen hanging above the platform, it was a scoreboard with the names Morte Bianca and Sillomere hanging there in bright yellow letters.
They came out from an entranceway underneath the arena seats, and directly opposite them was another entranceway with another group of people; snow elves, and leading them was a face he recognized all too well. He narrowed his eyes, he had no idea what was happening here, but his suspicion was running high, it looked to him as if she had some plot going on, or something else entirely he wasn't so sure as his thoughts seem to be all over the place.
