Led by Natasha, Ian went inside the castle. He began to appreciate the brilliant engineers who had made the castle. There are canes lined up on a wall near a ticking clock. Various items, such as oil lamps, chamber pots, and cast-iron shovels, are being tended to by dark elves.
It was a bustling place with dark-skinned beauties talking and laughing about various topics. As Ian walked beside Natasha, almost every dark elf they passed would shut up and give Ian a look of admiration. Some elves cast water magic to clean the wall. Ian even saw one flying using a broom and conjuring a mini water tornado to clean up Mahogany furniture, basins, and coal scuttles.
Ian really felt that he was transported to the Victorian era due to the theme. 'Such a magical place. This world is indeed beautiful. If for the various dangers that lurk beneath the surface, I would have thought that I am in a paradise.'
