In this ugly looking castle that seemed to have a life of its own, but yet stank of decay, Lenny and Athena were brought before a throne in a rather large hall.
This hall was over thirty feet high and three hundred meters wide. In the center of the hall was a throne, huge and grand. It was made similarly of bones, except that this one had a bit more flesh on it.
A figure sat on it.
"You know, humans have a saying. Have you heard of it? They say that enemies walk on a very narrow path."
Lenny was weak because of the butterflies still having their effects on his body, and he was very tempted to just shut his eyes and sleep.
However, slowly, he raised his head to the sound of the voice. After all, it was a very familiar one.
It was a voice he was definitely not expecting to hear.
The moment their eyes met one another, lenny frowned tightly, "ELLA!? How?"