Anastasha walked in the long hallway and she could feel the presence of the old men and women behind her. Seeing them walk so casually inside the Heavenly God's palace, she assumed they were the elders of the Demonic Cult. She realized how nobody was showing any hostility or even a slight suspicion, it only made her realize she was truly walking straight into someone's palm.
Nian stood in front of the giant door, the door that reached all the way to the high ceiling of the palace. It was a bit too excessive, but her thoughts were disrupted when the door began to open, slowly, pulling in the air from the hallway into the room behind the door. From that alone, she knew the room was sealed from the outside world and from the rest of the palace's areas.
