Rye walked through the dimly lit hallway made of granite. Each step of his made seemingly pulled him through hundreds of metres.
After a few seconds, Rye arrived before a wooden door which he opened quickly and walked out.
He arrived at a passage which was one kilometre long and 20 metres high.
Powerful weapons and adornments were on the walls and dark flags hung down from every column.
In the middle was a gigantic round table with some chairs surrounding it.
Rye walked through another door and appeared in a place filled with magical equipment.
There was also a table on it along with many chairs on which various individual sets were.
Waking forward through an indifferent gaze, he took his seat.
"Good Evening Sir."
The two individuals wearing shady clothes stood up
Rye spared them a glance and spoke.
