As soon as the car stopped beside one of the numerous parked cars in the compound, Eira opened the car door and got out. She walked with quick strides toward the entrance, where Han stood waiting for her.
"Miss Ephyra, please follow me. They have been taken into the dungeon," Han said in his usual emotionless voice, gesturing toward the side of the mansion where an inauspicious opening led to an iron door further ahead.
So there was another way into the dungeon aside from inside the mansion. It made sense.
The iron door was barely visible amidst the ivy growing along the stone walls. How it thrived in such a place, Eira didn't understand, so she moved her gaze away and followed Han.
The heavy door creaked open as Han led the way, revealing a dimly lit staircase spiraling downward into the earth. The air grew colder with each step, and the faint scent of damp stone and iron wafted up from below.