Chapter 78. Dragon’s Dungeon

Eir’s POV

Placing the empty vial on the little countertop by the wall, he walked right out of the room, holding the other one high. His eyes and mind were lost in studying the thick red substance inside it, so he turned and nudged it in front of him, then walked right out.

The double doors swung open and shut again behind him, and I was left alone. Right then and there, the room felt so massive. White walls, white ceilings—even the floors were a light grey, almost white-looking surface. The only color inside the room was this horrible chair and me. Even the little countertop was made of a solid white piece; it didn’t even have legs holding it up. Just one white square box of some sort nailed to the wall, holding it up.

Without anything to distract me or even let my eyes rest on, my mind had a life of its own. Pulling up the conversation I had with Hades and what he told me about the dragons. Later, Tew had filled in some of what he had heard of the