Stepping foot into the entrance of Mount Mayhem, Liam felt like an ant entering a lighthouse…
…which just so happened to be the most luxurious hotel on the planet.
The walls were a shimmering golden, reinforced and covered with all types of ancient artwork embroidered within them.
Some depicted a hero's triumph over a treacherous monster.
Others depicted wars.
Few depicted stories of love.
All of them were easy to read and understand, just from a glimpse!
At the same time, they flowed into each other seamlessly, forming one continuous diagram, no doubt drawn by a master.
Such embroidery continued for as far as the eye could see, eventually converging onto the tip of the cone-shaped ceiling.
The inside of the Mount was even more spacious than the out.
'Dimensional magic?' Liam thought. 'Space rings exist. Can he do the same thing for his domain?'
It wasn't too far-fetched to think so.
