The Demon's Den

“It is getting denser day by day. My Lord, and closer to our borders.” Enzo only nodded at the old man standing a couple of steps behind him while they both stared outside the black glass.

The glass tower was one of his favorite places in the world, it highest room, where he was standing now, had only the four pillars and the roof made out of stones, the walls were completely made of black yet tra