The Young Master in the Shadows

Stepping out of the fog, Victor found himself in a large imperial court that was built out of marble in the same gothic elvish style of the palace below with huge lanterns floating in midair shooting strange lightning streaks into the sky, it gave the entire hall a bluish tint.

And yes, the hall didn’t have any walls or ceilings despite the large gothic arcs extending across the sky above being supported by long decorated columns that were scattered in a seemingly random pattern around the hall.

It was as if this entire court was suspended in midair in the middle of a huge storm, yet for some strange reason he couldn’t feel a breeze as if he was inside.

In the center of the court, a stairway extended up for about steps, and on top of it was a throne where a woman that was veiled by blue mist sat. The storm lord.

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