A man of great build dressed in heavy wolf fur walked down the brightly lit passag, tightening his fists at either of his sides and his eyes darkening with fury. Moving beside him was a slender woman clothed in a body hugging silk dress, neck and arms adorned with fine jewelries. Despite the worried look on her face, her beauty was not hindered in the slightest.
Behind the two of them were a couple of maids who tried hard to catch up with the speed of their angry master.
"Sire, please don't be this angry. He will understand if I talk to him so you can at least stay back while I go," The beautiful woman whom was the man's wife, began with pleading eyes.
"Woman, let me handle this myself," The man snapped and walked ahead.
He pushed the doors that stood in front of him leading him into another room. At the centre of this room, there stood a large ring-shaped machine and about three men were attending to it.
