Immediately Edwin felt a presence behind him, his first action had been to get off the bird, but before he could take a step, an iron grip had already been placed on his shoulder, pressing down on it so hard that he could already hear his bones cracking, as he slowly fell to his knees.
"Are we in a dungeon" Edwin heard the person behind him ask, but instead of answering, he fought through the pain and struggled to turn his head, his eyes registering the image of the last man he wanted to be close to at the moment.
Seeing Edwin not reply, Seth turned away from him and spoke to the bird, simply ordering it to land, the bird immediately complying with his wishes and hitting the ground some seconds later.
When the bird, landed, Seth threw Edwin off it, the man digging into the ground as he landed, but before any ideas could get into his mind, Seth appeared before him and once again asked,
"Are we in a dungeon?"
