A thick wave of warmth hit Kiernan in the face, and he felt like he was standing under a sun in the middle of a desert.
The humidity was low because of the dry heat.
In the moss-covered ground, insects, snakes, and all kinds of creatures scurried about.
The prison guard yanked on the chain and dragged Kiernan behind as they made their way down the floor.
The path wasn't as simple as just walking straight like in the previous floors. There were trees sprouting from the ground, and they had to also dodge the roots, and fallen tree trunks.
This time around, the prisoners had collars around their necks as they were hunched inside their prison cells.
Martial Masters were already strong enough that they had to have collars, as they could pose a serious threat if all of them were unleashed without collars.
'He should be here.'
