"The book of the Damned?"
"Of course!"
"What exactly is in the book of the damned? Is it like a spell book? Necromancy?'
"No" Snow replied to all his questions with a single word
"Then what is in the book of the damned?"
"Millions of dark souls and Demons locked up with a powerful seal only Dravil himself can break. Hundred of years ago, a wizard marched into Dravil's castle, having one single aim; To destroy and defeat him. Dravil welcomed him heartfully, his smile wide spread. All this to wish him into his grave."
Vin dropped the quail, listening to what Snow has to say, "Dravil's castle?.... Wait a sec!"
Beads of sweat rolled from his face.
[Come to think of it, I hid a castle far into the wide months when I first got into the body of Dravil. Then again, I knew Dravil had another castle in a hidden domain. My brain can't take much of it at all.]
"Are you okay?" Snow's face showed concern and yet, worry for the first time.
