The lights in the room were very bright, completely void of the darkness and gloom one might imagine.
Soft wool carpets covered the floor, thin curtains and decorative swords hung on the walls, predominantly in purple and silver tones, giving the room a very luxurious appearance.
There wasn't much furniture in the room, just a large cherry wood desk against the wall, exuding a simple yet grand charm with a lustrous patina.
At first glance, it looked like stepping into a noble's study, with not a trace of the mysterious world atmosphere. Simultaneously... Aiven's Spiritual Sense did not detect any human presence.
Thus.
When he spotted a bulky figure in a dark robe sitting behind the desk, he was slightly surprised. Because, apart from that initial slightly piercing sound, his sharp senses didn't detect that there was actually a living person in this room?
