The Archon's Decrees

The heavy iron gates clanged shut with a deafening, metallic thud, trapping the delegation inside the black stone walls. Lorik pressed a trembling hand to the bridge of his nose. The amber heat faded from his eyes, leaving behind only exhaustion and deep paranoia. "What have we got ourselves into?" Lorik muttered into the stifling silence.

Krell did not offer an answer. The Obsidian Lord simply