They walked into a narrow corridor, the end of the corridor was a staircase that would lead them to the basement.
Xiao Ara's brow furrowed, and one hand reflexively covered her nose. Faintly, the smell of blood wafted from below, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of very aged iron. Just by smelling the two scents, Xiao Ara suddenly remembered the prison in her previous life.
Yeah, she was pretty sure that they were heading to the dungeon right now.
"Are you sure you want to continue, sir?" asked the man as he turned to Xiao Ara.
"Of course," replied Xiao Ara while nodding confidently. Not because she didn't like it, she just reflexively covered her nose because of the sudden smell of blood.
When she reached the end of the stairs, several torches lit the walls and managed to provide light for her. The smell of blood grew stronger.
"Please come with me, sir," said the man after opening the lock of the iron door that was near the stairs.
