At the main gates, exactly as Loki had promised, waited an impressive carriage clearly built for both speed and comfort.
It was larger than typical transport vehicles—easily twice the size of a standard merchant cart. The entire structure was crafted from dark wood that seemed to absorb light, with faint veins of magical energy pulsing through the grain like luminescent blood vessels.
Intricate magical runes covered every visible surface, glowing with soft blue light. Protective enchantments, speed enhancement spells, comfort charms, defensive barriers—this wasn't just transportation, this was a mobile fortress.
Four massive black demon horses stood at the front. Each one easily eight feet tall at the shoulder, muscles rippling with supernatural power beneath midnight-dark coats. Their eyes glowed eerie red, and wisps of shadow drifted constantly from their hooves like dark smoke.
