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A long silence followed... it seems he was expecting me to respond so.. I ignored him and just stared at him.

After a while he said-

"When did you came to the realm beyond?"

I replied-

"... do you call this unnatural place the 'realm' ? What do you mean??"

He looked at me for a few seconds then said-

"I really forgot how humans are... look, I don't know from where or when you came into this realm but you are not the first"

I replied-

"That doesn't answər my question"

He replied-

"From what we... what remained, we know that our world and your world are separated but connected, somehow.

Many humans came before you, most of them died, we don't know much really"

After a few seconds of thinking I replied-

"I know that already, still you didn't explain the part about the 'realm' thing"

He pondered then replied-

"Who knows..."

I stared at hem for several minutes then I said-

"The... the important thing is why, why am I tied? In a prison?"

His eyes got a little colder, he replied-

"Simply, because we don't trust you"

- "Trust my ass.

You literally sent twenty soldiers to kidnap me, so... trust thy ass"

He got a little irritated especially the one with the damaged armor, but they kept their cold expressions.

After a second the old man replied-

"We... we hope to get you as an ally, you help us and we help you"

I replied-

"Well... isn't that something.

What do you offər? since I'll offer a lot"

After a second he replied-

"Want wings?"

- "Say no more"

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Even though I don't need to blink, in front of those elves, I did blink to not make them suspicious of my devine eyes, who knows how they will react.

Walking through the stone corridor I could see eyes in the dark corners and in the shadows...

Anyway, it seems they are taking me to the place where all of them got their wings attached.

More interestingly is that they can hid their wings when they don't need them, like hiding my rifle as a glove, at the moment I can't see their wings...

After a while I asked-

"So.. where do you make your weapons and wings? And how?"

They kept walking in front of me with silence, then the elder replied-

"Both the armor and the wings are considered magical objects... there is a tree that makes their special base material.

That's all I can tell you, young man"

I replied-

"Seems interesting, do you actually attach those wings to your flesh?"

He took a second then replied-

"Yes, and it'll burn... for a minute"

that's not concerning at all... right? At least I can't feel fear... mostly.

As we kept walking in the cave corridors and the dark corners kept staring at me with many eyes, I ignored them because even outside those caves, I could see eyes everywhere because of the eyes of divinity.

And even before I got the devine eyes, I could feel thousands of eyes staring at me ever since I got to this realm.

Staring at the dark corners for a while a second later I thought, I don't like this even a little but I kept walking.

After a while we reached a staircase leading downward, the darkness there was rather extra... to say the least.

Every step echoed into the stone walls, after a minute we reached the bottom which didn't take a long time.

Now we are in another corridor but one less maintained and more unclean, a few steps later I saw a figure covered with black fabric covering the entire human-like figure, including the face.

The figure sat on a stone chair which is just a big stone with a flat top, resting near the wall she was envelope with darkness and gloom.

The elves avoided even looking at her and just ignored her, on the other hand my interest was peaked, because of my eyes I was able to see what's beneath the veil of the black piece of fabric, and I flinched !

Under the black fabric I could see more than twenty eyes staring directly at me through the veil, they were more organic than the eyes in the shadows of these corridors, they were covering the entire head.

I hurriedly looked away and followed the two elves, eventually after a few minutes we reached a stone door.

The strong man who's name is Vedd, slided the door open which seemed to have been set on a moving mechanism.

As we walked in I could see a wide room with about four billers holding the roof, the room was filled with tools weapons armors, and in the middle connected to the wall is a forging furnace and with a special blacksmith's tools and a grand anvil in front of the furnace.

A man and a woman were working together on a piece.

As we walked into the middle of the room that was illuminated with red warm radiance, the man with the damaged armor Vedd said-

"Hey Velverd, we have a special customer"

Looking up from his grand anvil, a tall man with a skinny figure stared at me then his eyes widened, a second later vedd continued to speak-

"A living human ! For the first time.

We will recruit him to help us with the swarms"

A second later the blacksmith Velverd replied, darkness in his eyes-

"You just found a living human, and the first thing that came to your mind is to throw him to death!?"