Within the darkness inside Marik's gullet, Dave could feel nothing, see nothing and hear nothing. It was as if he was extracted from his senses, a feeling of emptiness and dread that pervaded him and left him completely vulnerable to the unending darkness inside the Abyssal Knight's stomach.
Soon after, the light came back, and Dave found himself floating in front of the Undead King.
His eyes wandered to his hands which were blue and transparent. His non-physical body was not that of an Undead but looked identical to his other avatar, Death Stroke.
"Childe, We'd prefer not to meet you in this form, but there are grave matters at hand." The Undead King started the conversation with a tone of urgency rarely heard coming from him.
Dave frowned. According to Dortha the Undead King had a reward for him, yet the moment he came to meet him the other seemed to be facing a problematic encounter.
"I am at your command, Your Majesty" Dave replied.
