The next chamber that awaited was a far cry from the others in design; it was much taller, stretching upward with rows upon rows of bookshelves that held countless books in their hold. There were hundreds of these shelves, forged of dry wood and covered in cobwebs and dust, and perhaps tens of thousands of books.
"...A library?" He remarked, stepping in.
"Ah, I vaguely remember this room…I think," Blimpo said.
A curious chamber, that much was undeniable; as a precaution, Emilio pushed one of the dense bookshelves that was near the entrance to the room across the black, wooden floorboards, blocking off the door.
"That won't stop him," Blimpo remarked.
"Yeah, but I'll slow him down…or at least give us a heads-up," he responded, wiping his hands off.
