• The Iron Gauntlet (1)

"Bring forth the prisoners!" The order rang in the air.

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Spheris was now standing amidst the crowd, arms folded, his expression cold and unreadable as he waited. He had put the Power Blade into his Eternal Satchel and it was now a part of his ever growing collection of items that might come handy in the future.

Standing there, the mountainers around him kept their distance, whether it was because they were frightened of him or because they disliked him, that was yet to be certain.

What was certain was that Spheris didn't care. His dark eyes scanned the arena, waiting, every muscle in his body tense with anticipation. Where were his companions being imprisoned?

He hadn't seen anything such as a cell or a pathway that could lead to one. And this was why he was confused, and worried.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn upwards as a Bearer extended a hand towards the stone walls above. The earth groaned and slowly began to shift.