Prologue 2
The dungeons were over five centuries old, and in
its heydays, were filled with foes of the Faith, among its occupants. There the
persons imprisoned would be subjected to the numerous tortures for information
or pleasures of the tormentors but in the last three centuries, it had become
more of an old relic. It was during the war that it was put to use as the
shelter and then reverted back to its original use. The stone walled enclosure
half buried beneath the palace, had a number of cells with steel doors, and
wall shackles which had served its tormentors well. There was also a concealed
passage ways for the deceased occupants to be removed for other purposes
without tarnishing the pristine upper floors of the palace.
Nordstrom stepped past the heavy steel gate and
descended down the dimly lit staircase to the dungeon. At the entrance of the
dungeon were three Vampire guards with their machetes. They stood to attention
on his arrival. He walked on and saw the four win winged demons he had placed
there in the open cell as extra guards and on some occasion used as scouts.
They were busy consuming the flesh of the last victims.
"Complete your meals. I want you to seek me the
Crusaders. Followed them and advised me on their locations." Nordstrom
told them. These demons are shape shifter and would be able to blend into any
place. But he was soon distracted by the howling at the end of the dungeon
cells. He walked himself there and saw the large white abomination there hung
there on the chains with its toes barely touching the floor.
"You can't resist the call?" Nordstrom
told the one other creature crouched at the darker end of the cell. "Well,
enjoyed yourself with the Yeti. Once we find your twin brother, we would let
you know. Family reunion would be fun."
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