Part 6.
Once again, Filia was flooded with light and rough hands grabbed her. This time, she was shuffled down a long corrodor carved out of the stone into a large room, the same room she had been in when she had awakened for that short period after passing out. This time however, the robed figures stood at attention backs to the wall. Also, several candles had been arranged on crevices and the torches on the walls had been lit. In the dim lighting, this time Filia was able to perceive what appeared to be a thick carpeting leading to a high chair with a robbed figure in it. What she found more remarkable, however, is that by the chair, in high piles stood stackes beyond stacks of books every variation and kind of magic spell book. She even noted a couple that appeared to have been made by dragon priests, though, how these creatures had gotten their hands on them, she could not imagine. But now, the figure appeared to beckon her closer and so it seemed for 2 robed people detached themselves from the wall and came forward grasping her by the arms, though not tightly like her previous captors had done. They began to walk twards the man and Filia powerless, went with them.
Zelgadis felt a sharp pain in his head as it hit a rock. "Itai!" he muttered to himself. Where was he?! It was all dark and he was being dragged on the ground down a long corridor carved out of stone. As conciousness came back to him, he realized he must be inside the jettings of rocks that he had been being dragged twards before. But this passageway was much bigger than the rocks that he had seen before. But wait, there were local legends of bandits using hidden caves by the town that could be reached by cracks in rocks that led down into the earth. A rock banged against his head again and brought him back to reality. Tugging on the robe of one of the men, he called out. "Ah, hey, if it's not too much trouble, I think I can walk." The figures stoped and stared at him for a moment before one hefted him to his feet and marched him once more down the hallway. Reaching the end of the hallway, he was graced with the site of a large cavern with robed men along the walls. In one of the corners stood a large chair with a figure in it and a smaller figure, what appeared to be a woman, next to it. He felt a jerk on his arm and he was flung forward twards the pair.
"Ms. Filia? Mr. Zelgadis?" Amelia called as she walked through the empty shop. Peaking into the kitchen, she smelled something good. A fresh baked pie was lying on the the countair, cooling. That's funny, she thought, why would they leave a pie out and leave their house alone in the middle of the day? She was turning around to check out back in the garden when she felt a dark shadow pass over her. Whirling around, she moved into defense position, fully expecting a dark figure to spring twards her. Instead, she was graced by an empty hall leading twards the open door. She started twards it, but stoped suddenly, cold with fear. She had remembered closing the door to keep out the draft. Whirling around again, this time finally she gazed on the dark figure behind her grinning a toothless grin. To the surrounding neighbors, it had been sudden, a man's shrill shreek followed by a loud thud, but those passerbys on the road had caught in their ears, the voice of a young woman's enthusiastic voice reciting, "Dark man, you stand against justice! Justice will triumph over you! Justice." Right before the man's shreek and his apparent collapse.
Xellos passed silently through the dark passage ways. He was in the heart of the earth, he knew, and he kept sharp track of where he was going knowing the treachery of the paths back here. He turned onto a hallway with small rooms connecting him. Despite his mazoku blood, he could not help but stare. These were the dungeons, infamous even in the high circles of the mazoku as one of the most terrible prisons ever created by mortals. If he had more time, he thought to himself, he would enjoy staying a bit longer to look around, maybe even making a day trip out of it. But enough, he was on pressing business from beastmaster and she would be displeased to learn he had taken a side trip from his mission. Thinking this, he turned onto the main hallway and headed down it, going twards the main cavern.
Once again, Filia was flooded with light and rough hands grabbed her. This time, she was shuffled down a long corrodor carved out of the stone into a large room, the same room she had been in when she had awakened for that short period after passing out. This time however, the robed figures stood at attention backs to the wall. Also, several candles had been arranged on crevices and the torches on the walls had been lit. In the dim lighting, this time Filia was able to perceive what appeared to be a thick carpeting leading to a high chair with a robbed figure in it. What she found more remarkable, however, is that by the chair, in high piles stood stackes beyond stacks of books every variation and kind of magic spell book. She even noted a couple that appeared to have been made by dragon priests, though, how these creatures had gotten their hands on them, she could not imagine. But now, the figure appeared to beckon her closer and so it seemed for 2 robed people detached themselves from the wall and came forward grasping her by the arms, though not tightly like her previous captors had done. They began to walk twards the man and Filia powerless, went with them.
Zelgadis felt a sharp pain in his head as it hit a rock. "Itai!" he muttered to himself. Where was he?! It was all dark and he was being dragged on the ground down a long corridor carved out of stone. As conciousness came back to him, he realized he must be inside the jettings of rocks that he had been being dragged twards before. But this passageway was much bigger than the rocks that he had seen before. But wait, there were local legends of bandits using hidden caves by the town that could be reached by cracks in rocks that led down into the earth. A rock banged against his head again and brought him back to reality. Tugging on the robe of one of the men, he called out. "Ah, hey, if it's not too much trouble, I think I can walk." The figures stoped and stared at him for a moment before one hefted him to his feet and marched him once more down the hallway. Reaching the end of the hallway, he was graced with the site of a large cavern with robed men along the walls. In one of the corners stood a large chair with a figure in it and a smaller figure, what appeared to be a woman, next to it. He felt a jerk on his arm and he was flung forward twards the pair.
"Ms. Filia? Mr. Zelgadis?" Amelia called as she walked through the empty shop. Peaking into the kitchen, she smelled something good. A fresh baked pie was lying on the the countair, cooling. That's funny, she thought, why would they leave a pie out and leave their house alone in the middle of the day? She was turning around to check out back in the garden when she felt a dark shadow pass over her. Whirling around, she moved into defense position, fully expecting a dark figure to spring twards her. Instead, she was graced by an empty hall leading twards the open door. She started twards it, but stoped suddenly, cold with fear. She had remembered closing the door to keep out the draft. Whirling around again, this time finally she gazed on the dark figure behind her grinning a toothless grin. To the surrounding neighbors, it had been sudden, a man's shrill shreek followed by a loud thud, but those passerbys on the road had caught in their ears, the voice of a young woman's enthusiastic voice reciting, "Dark man, you stand against justice! Justice will triumph over you! Justice." Right before the man's shreek and his apparent collapse.
Xellos passed silently through the dark passage ways. He was in the heart of the earth, he knew, and he kept sharp track of where he was going knowing the treachery of the paths back here. He turned onto a hallway with small rooms connecting him. Despite his mazoku blood, he could not help but stare. These were the dungeons, infamous even in the high circles of the mazoku as one of the most terrible prisons ever created by mortals. If he had more time, he thought to himself, he would enjoy staying a bit longer to look around, maybe even making a day trip out of it. But enough, he was on pressing business from beastmaster and she would be displeased to learn he had taken a side trip from his mission. Thinking this, he turned onto the main hallway and headed down it, going twards the main cavern.
