On the main road leading to Tenebria's capital, a sturdy carriage rattled along the well-worn path, its wheels crunching over packed earth and occasional stones. The vehicle had seen considerable travel over recent weeks, dust and mud coating its exterior despite periodic cleaning attempts, evidence of the long journey from distant Sparta back to this demon kingdom.
"We've finally arrived," Clytemnestra said, leaning forward to peek her head out through the carriage window. She exhaled deeply, her breath carrying relief and complex emotions as her eyes took in the looming Demonic capital rising before them in the distance.
