I didn't like all this fuss, it was too spontaneous, I don't understand. When we entered the castle, there was a huge room in front of us: high ceilings, a lot of sculptures, as on the facade, fire everywhere. Emma and Luke decided to come with me, and I wouldn't talk them out of it, because it wasn't like that anymore. My head was still hurting, and I heard some voices asking for help. Who is it? I do not understand anything! These voices are asking for help, but how can I help them if I don't understand where they come from? But we have to do something! We have to! I didn't notice that I was behind my friends in all this thinking, and now I didn't even have the faintest idea of where I was. It was dark, even for a castle like this, but there was no one around. Don't tell me I'm really lost in one of the most dangerous castles in the world! The trees are green, the cucumbers are blue! No! God... what to do now... I tried to get in touch with someone, but it didn't work because these walls block that power. Great! I can't even scream for help now! I'm going to die in this terrible, but historical place, and then they're going to make stories about it, they'll remember... So! Stop! Dying wasn't part of my plan yet! I have to go somewhere, maybe I will find my way. Only it is impossible to give up now! You have to remember your promise! So....let's have a better look... I feel like I'm in a basement right now. Yes, it's definitely a basement. Okay, I'm going to go stupidly ahead and hope I don't meet any danger. I'm only with a sword I own now, but it does give me something more than if I didn't have a sword. It's actually too dark here, the brick is black, not fire. The further I go, the less I can see. I could use a torch now, but it's not with me. Everything is quiet, even very quiet... Eh...why do I get back in the middle of it again... So... what is that door? It's a door, isn't it? Definitely, but it's closed, and there are no other ways. You have to open the damn door. My head started to hurt even more, and the voices in it became louder. I can't stand it anymore: my head is ready to explode! I had to use my sword to open the castle. I imagined the door opening and swinging a gun. At that moment, my head stopped beeping, and the sword shone when it touched the metal, and some blue sparks flew out of it. The next moment the castle fell apart, and the door opened with a terrible squeak, which gave rise to goosebumps. The next minute, a bright light hit my eyes. I could see the corridor, lit on all sides by torches, and there was a staircase in front that led down somewhere. The walls themselves were very unusual: there were various images of people and demons everywhere. I went downstairs and started to look carefully at these pictures. One of them showed a guy with a Phoenix tattoo that looked like Max. He was holding a sword in his hand that was covered in blood, and there were demons around the guy. It was a terrible sight, but it was just the beginning. The rest of the paintings depicted the history of the defenders and two worlds: dark and light. I was impressed by another picture. She was a girl of extraordinary beauty, and next to her flew the Phoenix. The background of the image was the battlefield. This stranger looked directly into the soul, she was beautiful. There were some words written on the walls, probably in Latin. Yes, it is this language. It's very strange, but I understood what was written there, though I didn't know this language. The most important thing is that the defenders are a very ancient family, which has been watching the balance of good and evil for centuries, as the world appeared. These people are chosen by some unknown force. Defenders are obliged to do their duty and so on. In short, everything is very, very complicated. Why does the castle, which belongs to the dark, depict the history of defenders? It feels like this building wasn't always like this, it was different once. While I was thinking about it, I came to a new door that was closed again, but it was much harder here: a lot of locks and chains were in the way, but you can't go back. Why such protection? A simple room that doesn't matter wouldn't be locked with so many locks, which means that there's something important there. This thought made me want to open this door even more. So...we have to concentrate... I closed my eyes and imagined how to open this door and found its weakest points because I wouldn't hit it all at once, it's stupid! In the end, I had to swing the sword again, but this time the sparks were even brighter, and I felt even a certain amount of energy, which allowed me to continue working with the sword, and it was already heavy in itself. After each new blow, the light from the sword became brighter and brighter. Soon all the chains and locks were removed. It was when I started to open the door that the voices in my head turned into a long rumble that made me feel worse. This pain is so much worse than it used to be, but I've decided to open that door. It didn't squeak, but it was hard to open, but I did it, but it was the easiest thing to do, and it would only get worse, definitely worse... When I walked into the room, I didn't understand anything at first because my eyes were still not used to the new lighting. But when the picture came out, I was amazed, I just had no words about it. I've never seen anything like this before, even in movies it doesn't look so bad. I'd have someone to help me out right now, or I'd have a hard time dealing with it here alone.
