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Within the depths of the Mysterious Underground Dungeon, a man sat down over an old chair, looking into a red orb in front of him. He seemed old, with a long black beard and sharp, red eyes, almost demonic in nature. His entire body seemed decrepit, and his entire life force was almost null. It seemed as if he had completely lost all of his life essence, and was merely a dry mummy. However, he moved, due to the magic power coursing through his body, and something else than that as well…
He looked into the red orb as if pondering it, seeing the projections that emerged. Invaders had entered his ancient hideout. This place where many preparations were made through the years had now become completely abandoned of people, all the cultists that were here ran away to a different hideout, completely giving up on this area of the country, which had been a strategic hideout for many years.
