Leaving Pendragon pulling his lips into a smile.
His footsteps moved quietly, strangely every step he took had no sound. It was truly like he was walking on empty air, proving that his current strength was so strong. Even he could hide his presence from the enemy side in the future, because of the help of this black magician.
Everything that has been reburied is dug deeper, stronger and also denser. Past grudges, past wounds whatever they are now Pendragon holds in his hands.
Within the cold wide passageway, only soldiers stood guarding at each pillar. They were silent like lifeless statues, because in fact it could be said like that.
The soldiers guarding this castle, had no common sense and would only follow one order from their master.
