It had been a long time since she’d encountered a smell like that.
She couldn’t help but feel that the heaviness about the house was stronger in that room.
There was a large cage welded into the floor, gleaming when the light flickered; the bulb filaments gave soft buzzing clicks each time.
She approached cautiously. The cage was too narrow for an animal but slightly shorter than Helena. A prisoner would be forced to huddle inside it.
It was iron, but roughly wrought, made with manual smithing not alchemy, which meant the iron was probably inert, not transmutable at all. She touched it, feeling the rough telltale traits that no alchemist would leave behind.
A pattern on the floor beyond caught her attention.
There was an alchemical array carved into the wood. The largest Helena had e
