Chapter 12: The Bone Dragon's Husband
Ambrose stared at the trembling Isabel. He'd been about to praise her for something until he realized that, if he so much as opened his mouth, the poor girl might just faint on the spot.
Funny. She hadn't been like this before.
Humans always judged others by appearances.
With a dismissive wave, Ambrose let her bolt from the lab like a prisoner set free, then carefully set two bottles of living mercury down on the lab table.
Soundproofing ward, anti-detection barrier, anti-divination field…
Layer after layer of spells sealed the laboratory completely. Even air couldn't flow freely anymore.
Only a lich could stand that kind of environment. Any living thing would suffocate in minutes.
Once everything was in place, Ambrose unstoppered one of the bottles, the one worth five hundred gold coins.
It was the size of a human head and full to the brim. Unfortunately, most of it was plain mercury.