Duke Phorus opened his eyes, his vision blurry for a few seconds before it returned back to normal.
"W-where, am I?" he asked himself, before remembering what happened before.
Looking around frantically, he realized something was wrong. The cavern he was in before, were no more, instead replaced by walls, brick walls.
"Where am I?" he asked to himself once more, wary of his new environment.
"Your new hell." A voice answered him. Turning around, the Duke saw the blonde-haired Witch looking at him with a murderous smile.
In fact, the only reason he was still alive was probably because the Witch did not want him to die easily.
So, to not show that he was provoked by the woman, the Duke looked away, pretending he did not hear anything, that the Witch merely a figment of his imagination.
The Witch raised her brows, but did nothing more. Except for clapping her hands. Resulting in wall being lowered.
