"Tell me exactly which god you serve. If you happen to worship a deity I personally know, I might actually consider sparing your pathetic life," the entity asked.
Vlad tightened his grip on his hilt and kept his silver blade angled toward the light. "You will certainly despise my answer. I bow to absolutely no one, and I serve no god."
"A royal who rejects the heavens." The voice expanded its volume to fill the endless void. "Mortals trapped within this domain can never leave. Fortunately for you, your divine ichor makes you incredibly useful. Help me locate a specific item lost in this ruin, and I will grant you safe passage back to your own world."
The glowing hands suddenly swept outward, illuminating the unconscious forms of Zoro and Miro lying motionless on the unseen floorboards.
