Verbal Sparring

Pitch-black passage, dense smell of blood and a quiet mournful wailing. This slowly devoured away Pirate Charlie's soul. Sheyan uncaringly allowed him to walk ahead, while he himself leisurely followed from the back. Shayen sharply noticed, the decorative engravings on the wall had both new and old, the newer ones seemed to have been engraved in the recent years. If he were to differentiate them, it seemed like they were drawn with bizarre letters forming together. Although Sheyan did not understand these letters, he could feel from his sensing a weird chilling feeling that was hard to explain! It was like... the feeling of the underworld.

The floor suddenly shook.

Gently but firm.

It could be felt, that the entire castle was actually shaking!