Bab 350: Legacy Stolen

Astaroth looked at Solomon.

"Can you tell me the way out? I can hardly return home if I don't know how to leave here."

"Boy, you aren't truly here. We are still in your mind, or rather, should I say mine."

"Huh?"

"The ring brought you here. Now that it is yours to control, it can take you out. You can come back here anytime you want, to get some directions from me if you need them. But to leave, you only need will so."

Astaroth closed his eyes, trying to do what Solomon said, and sensing nothing different, he re-opened his eyes. But instead of the cloudy room he had been in, he was back on his back, on a white alabaster floor.

The small platform he was on, still floating in the middle of the gelatinous lake. But something differed from before.

Where the glowing ceiling had been earlier, there was now a much less bright stone ceiling. It looked more like a crystal ceiling than anything else that was reflecting the light from the outside.