"What do you want?" Dragovic asked, completely undeterred by her taunting words, his gaze was calm and unwavering, looking at her straight at the eyes.
In response, the Elven lady stared back at him, and an eye-starting standoff ensued between the two of them.
After what seemed like forever, the Elven lady broke the staring contest, looking to the ground while breaking the chilling silence in the place with a light, hearty laugh.
Dragovic gritted his teeth but remained silent, his gaze still not leaving her.
The laughter of the Elven lady was like a melody, her voice was girly, like the voice of all those anime girls, or like that of the fairytale princess Cinderella. But to the dragons held captive, it sounded devilish and sinister.
But they were not scared, they were warriors not weak-hearted human children seeing brutal bloodshed for the first time. Instead of being scared, the laughter pierced their pride. They all gritted their teeth as they thought of how they had been reduced ever so easily to this level, but then the elf abruptly stopped her laugh.
Looking once again at Dragovic's unwavering eyes while walking to the next out of the prison to the main part of the ship she said in a cold voice, "Don't worry, you'll get your answer soon enough"
At that time, all the spaceships began to move, they did so while at the same time maintaining a (v-like) formation, with the mothership at the forefront and center of the formation.
Their speed wasn't to be underestimated, while they couldn't be said to have achieved the speed of light, their speed was greater than the fastest jet or vehicle mankind of the (author's earth) have ever created.
Even so, the galaxy was vast, it would take them a few days to reach their destination.
A day passed by with nothing of much significance happening, the group was frightened when they found out that the mist effect was not gone even after twenty-four hours.
"As expected of a God-level being" Dragovic muttered with a sigh.
"This bloodline effect is quite tricky. It looks like it will take longer to get our strength back". He announced in a low voice to his comrades locked in the same room as him.
Fred gritted his teeth, envisioning himself breaking through the bulky metal of the ship with one punch while before teaching Mia and the elves a brutal lesson they might not live to tell the tale.
Suddenly, the futuristic humming of a door was heard, the door to the room in which they were locked in open, and multiple Elven Males adorned in bronze armor rushed in.
Without saying a single word, a lanky-looking elf which strangely gave off the aura of a leader of the group, gave off an order for the metal sheet clasping their hands and feet to be changed, a single gun was used to unclasp all the metal sheet clasping their feet and hands. They were then cuffed manually with another bony more loose but interconnected cuff, it was like the long cuffs with chains that were usually used to transport a large number of slaves.
"Taking us to the Great Labyrinth?" Dragovic asked the lanky leader in a cold voice after observing the situation.
"Smart" The lanky elven leader complimented casually but didn't dare reveal further, it isn't his job to do so.
'It was easy to guess' Dragovic sighed,
It's a common knowledge that gadgets don't work in the Great. The metal sheets from the gun that spewed out of the male elven gun and clasped on them thereby cuffing them, are a form of technology and will lose their tech abilities upon entering the Labyrinth.
If brought to the labyrinth. The metal sheets would lose whatever technology was imbued to them, and that would cause them to fall off, freeing the hostages.
To address this, the metal sheets were replaced by the bone cuffs. These bone cuffs, likely made from a Labyrinth beast's bones, are much stronger than the metal sheets and might also have a special effect like mana dampening, making it extremely powerful even more powerful than the metal sheets. Its only disadvantage is that it has to be cuffed manually unlike the metal sheets which only need a button to be pressed on a gun for it to be spewed out with the speed of a bullet before clasping on the opponents hands or leg instantly.
The bony cuffs were attached to the legs, connecting everyone with a strong string. Without the bone cuffs and string, it would be similar to the long chains with cuffs used to transport many slaves on foot (on the author's earth during the slave era)
After cuffing a total of 21 people, Dragovic and the rest were brought outside.
Stepping out of the spacecraft alongside the others, Dragovic's gaze fell upon an expansive, radiant portal of staggering proportions.
The swirling vortex resembled a colossal whirlpool, its diameter stretching far beyond the mundane measure of 15 feet.
Despite the shroud of Cthulhu's mist obscuring his connection to power, Dragovic sensed an overwhelming surge of energy pulsating from the heart of the vortex.
What astounded him even further was the portal's alignment directly above a diminutive, stony celestial body resembling a dwarf planet.
As the Dragons observed this mesmerizing spectacle in a hushed reverence, a frigid voice pierced the silence from behind them, revealing, "That planetary orb is Pluto, the concluding frontier of the earthling's solar system."