Avery finds a dark hall that leads you to a huge circular room that'd be just about pitch black if it weren't for three poorly made lit torches on the sides. The floor was littered with hay, cotton, torn blankets, and destroyed pillows. It seems that the prisoners had made a large nest out of the scraps of destroyed sleeping materials given to them. Strangely, the air was much cooler in the room than the workplace;It was almost even chilly you could say. The faint scent of blood lingered in the room. A few dragons can be seen quietly conversing amongst one another or doing other things...
"Think so? All of the bodyguards back home say I lack self-confidence...just be prepared for when I do something coward like. A-Anyways, Cinon, enough about me. Where do you come from? I've never seen a soul like yours before."