There are many things I've done in life that could be classified as "questionable." Like using stealing the fruits meant for Sweet Tooth's back at the dragonling den during my internship term. Or mistaking a siren's underwater boutique for a merfolk crime den (don't ask). But walking straight into an Eternal Prison chamber to tame a demon beast that once ruled the winds of a dead world?
That one takes the cake. And lights it on fire. With wind magic.
This pitch-black void we'd stumbled into—it had to be one of the sealed chambers meant to contain Pazuzu, the Abyssal Emperor War Beast. A place built not to imprison, but to withstand him. And if my instincts were right—and they usually were when survival was on the line—then we'd done it. We had broken into the Eternal Prison.
Unfortunately, it seemed we'd skipped the sneaking part and gone straight to the part where we were offered—gift-wrapped, clueless—right into the monster's gaping jaws.
