We were now inside the castle, walking on our own legs. However, we were currently tied up and held pretty tightly by two Ice Elves, making it hard for us to try to escape. The grip they had on us was firm, their cold hands pressing into our skin, a constant reminder that freedom wasn't an option just yet.
Obviously, I wasn't planning on escaping, and if I really wanted to, I could probably get away without much difficulty.
But right now, that wasn't my goal. I needed to convince the King of the Ice Elves—or whoever held power here—to help us find the Icy Lake. I had a strong feeling that Zero was after something incredibly specific from it, something that could make him even more dangerous if he succeeded.
It also meant that I needed to find him before he acquired this new power of his. After all, I had no idea how strong he truly was, and the thought of facing him at his peak was not exactly reassuring.
