Outer City

"All wardens report here now!" The Lord Warden's voice echoed throughout the prison, he returned with his unit of soldiers and a few more prisoners.

The two were on the fifth floor, having spent a few hours simply patrolling the massive citadel. They quickly ran down the stairs to meet with him.

At the bottom, more wardens joined in, forming a square while he looked on with an emotionless face.

Once everyone had arrived, the warden began to speak again.

"Our quota is done for this month, for now all guards must bring the prisoners to begin working in the mines, along with other labor tasks." Upon hearing this, nearby guards wasted time in opening cell gates and dragging the prisoners out, moving them towards the other end of the citadel where a single metal locked gate stood.

'A labor camp? Could come in handy in the future, maybe for tools and such. At least that's what the prisoners I had, did.' Colton thought.