Lucius POV

I was still confused as to where the wizard had taken my younger brother, not even paying attention to me as we navigated through the treacherous roads of Mordor; the land, or the bridge between our realm and the afterlife.

We found our way to a temple, standing dangerously at the edge of a cliff. The atmosphere surrounding the temple was more eerie than the rest of the city and it was mostly dark, except for a couple of purple lanterns that shone around it, a weird color to come across in lanterns. Even the prophecy seemed to approach the temple in caution, her walking pace slowed down...