"You seem surprised." Damian said, watching Linda carefully.
Linda nodded, unable to hide the surprise on her face. Her eyes continued wandering around the enormous room, taking in the extravagant furniture, the dark purple decorations and the faint supernatural aura that seemed to permeate every corner.
"Well, this is not what I expected the Underworld to be like." She admitted.
Damian chuckled and clicked his fingers. A cigar box immediately appeared on his other palm, seemingly pulled from nowhere.
He opened it, pulled out one of the cigars and placed it between his lips. The moment it touched them, a small flame appeared at the tip and began burning. Damian inhaled deeply, but his expression suddenly twisted with pain.
He immediately pulled the cigar away from his lips and bent forward as a violent cough escaped his throat. Several more followed, each one louder than the last, until blood splattered across his palm.
