My Alpha From Hell
It was time to see if that offer of his, was a genuine one, or if it was all just a bluff.
Sephora entered the throne room, and walked with long graceful strides, over to the door of adamant stone. She'd finally read up, what the black mist behind the door was. It was in fact a portal - a rip in the world, that bent and fluctuated under the host's will, so it could take you to where ever you wanted within Igritann, to a point. It had been crafted by the teleporting Lord Daemon himself.
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