ARIA POINT OF VIEW.

Massive wooden panels reinforced with thick iron bands towered above us, carved with ancient symbols of conquest and dominance. Wolves stood guard on either side, straightening immediately as we approached, their eyes widening slightly when they saw me being dragged forward like a captured animal.

“Open,” one of my captors ordered sharply.

The doors groaned as they were pushed inward.

Light flooded my vision.

Blinding.

Warm.

Overwhelming after dungeon ...