"..."
The six representatives of the orc tribe entered Verc's castle, and upon entering it... they all looked around curiously. They had expected to see a throne room filled with gold, or perhaps walls lined with the trophies of defeated enemies.
But instead, to their absolute surprise— it was completely empty.
Tap- Tap- Tap-
The footsteps of the six orcs and Tatum echoed loudly against the cold, gray stone. There were no tapestries to muffled the sound, no carpets to soften their tread, and no torches to lighting the way. The only light came from the high, narrow windows that let in the pale glow of the moon.
No furniture, no decoration... nothing.
It was just a shell of a building. The walls were smooth and well-crafted, showing the incredible power it took to summon such a structure, but it lacked any signs of life. It felt more like a tomb than a palace.
"W-What...?"
