The chamber containing those who failed in their trial against the abyss is a hell all it's own.
Everywhere that one looks, they can see men impaled on jade green spires that pulse with a horrific dark power.
Blood leaks from their mouths endlessly as their lips hang open; their throats raw and destroyed from screaming endlessly without reprieve.
They are terribly thin, having subsisted on no food and only the magic in the air for several thousands of years.
And as Lailah, Audrina, and Karliah stepped inside, they all but grimaced at the carnage.
"I told you it wasn't pretty here, kiddos." the Nyasir shrugged.
""Don't talk to us."" the girls said flatly.
"Eh! Don't tell me you're still upset over earlier!"
Audrina and Lailah punched Karliah in both of her sides to answer her question.
