The interior of the monastery is imposing, silent. Lijdel found a small door on the side that was open, and through which we were able to enter the building.
The atmosphere is sinister and heavy, the thick blocks of stone forming the walls seem icy and threatening. The place is full of stairs, with different interlocking levels, doors and corridors : a real labyrinth, with gigantic rooms. I can hardly imagine what the daily life of the monks could be like in such an oppressive space.
By reflex, crushed by the solemnity of the place, we whisper:
_ Lijdel, do you know where we have to go to find the sword?
_ No, no idea... we're going to have to explore everything...
_ Everything? But it's huge here, it's going to take us days!
As we enter a huge new room, suddenly I see Lijdel grabbing his bow and notching an arrow at an amazing speed. Totally frozen in this spectacle, without understanding what is happening, it takes me an eternity to turn my head to the opposite side, towards the source of the alert.
I then barely have time to see a greenish silhouette leaping towards me, as well as a stick flying in the air and hitting my skull. Everything seems to explode around me, a black veil darkens my vision, and I sink into a black and wadded burn.