The stone door slowly opened, water droplets sliding down the moss from the wall, bringing with it the pungent smell of damp rot and sulfur.
Horn-style clogs stepped on the cold, damp steps, while Ottatila pressed her hands against her lower abdomen, her white fitted long dress billowing in the chilly, damp wind.
Passing through the underground corridor, she halted, standing before the cliff within the mountain.
No one would have imagined that beneath the Celestial Maiden Palace nestled in the low hills, there lay an abyss-like giant pit, as if ready to swallow people whole into a bottomless Fire Prison.
This giant pit has a radius of about seventy to eighty meters and a depth of about thirty meters, accessible via a Z-shaped stone staircase leading deep underground.
This pit is quite peculiar; rather than calling it a pit, it's more like an inverted half tower.
