The hall had long since quieted behind them.Only the faint and lingering scent of blood filled the air now.
As the aftertaste of the Execution Grounds that was about three rooms back, this place where Arbitration kill the rule breakers of the masquerade was big on its own.
Now, deep within the hidden quarters of this place, three people where present in a dark room, or rather just Mordux as Adam and Priscilla remained standing before him.
The room was dim.
Only a single lantern burned in the corner, its soft golden light flickering against blackened walls layered with dust and web.
The scent of parchment, blood, and incense mingled faintly, and base off the memories and desires to be freed or spared Adam could pick up, he concluded that this room was used mostly for confession, or interrogation, depending on who held the power within.
