"It seems you have an advantage here, perhaps this may aid us. Even in this predicament." Calliope spoke, her voice barely audible with the loud and endless rattling of chains and boots.
A guard from behind shoved her forward, shutting her up and forcing her to keep going.
"Once we reach the quarters, there may be a possible meeting regarding security." The man spoke. The sentence interested Colton.
'Security?' The word reminded him of home, a feeling of nostalgia struck him, of his time in helping the kingdom, but it was quickly dashed away after remembering where he was.
The rest of the team was still walking next to Colton, the guards from earlier followed just behind, with the confiscated weapons on their backs.
"Due to order 32, you may decide the fate of these prisoners once we reach the citadel prison." The warden explained. In the distance, Colton could see the shadow of a large structure, seemingly reaching up to the sky.
