Chapter 64

Yet, he was only concerned with his throne in the center of the headquarters main hall, which was situated in a rotating kind of dais made of the black diamonds and gold that was mined for hundreds of years by those damned souls who did nothing on earth but acquire money and wealth, and ironically, here in the underworld, their job was to quarry gold and diamonds for the rest of their eternal life with no rest from the underworld deserts surrounding them.

It took the others and the prince delegation just a moment to form a line in front of the dais and await the arrival of thousands of souls from the dark forest, which was still forming and was visible from the ravine below.

With nothing but black torches and weaponry on the sides, the prince's throne room was accented by an impressive wall-mounted display of many ornate war shields from his exploits throughout the millennia. They had been battered, chopped up, and charred, and they bore the marks of warfare. They were his prid