Passing through a long and dim corridor, Dark Luganor walked forward with heavy steps. A suffocating silence and a repressive atmosphere lingered all around, as if even the air had frozen. Finally, he arrived before the majestic doors behind which lay Lord Belial, whom he held in such awe.
Dark Luganor took a deep breath and gently pushed open the heavy doors. The hinges emitted a muffled screech that sounded particularly harsh in the silent space. Entering the room, he saw Belial sitting upright upon his massive throne, shadows shrouding his features and making him look all the more mysterious and unfathomable.
"Back so soon?" Belial's voice came as if from the depths of hell, carrying a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt. "It seems you failed to complete the task I gave you. Tell me, where is Alien Ironus? And give me the recording device you have on you."
Chapter 33