"So, what did you want to show me?" Luciel questioned after Nosferatu led him to his personal training ground.
It was the only place he had missed.
The cave had a mystical feel to it with the water going along the walls.
Floating on top of the water, there were pink crystals of lotus flowers that illuminated the darkness. They gave off a gentle, calming glow.
The two water streams seemed to flow from the small lake with a medium-sized stone in the middle.
Behind the stone, there was a large waterfall falling from the hole in the ceiling.
Luciel closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the falling water's sound. It was the only place he had missed.
While concentrating on the gurgle of the liquid, a scent of familiar honey-like aroma, mixed in with the moist air, hit Luciel's nose.
He peaked and saw Nosferatu in front of him, holding the palm of his hand in the air with a horizontal cut.
