How could the same cloaked figure be there? Damian pondered this question, his mind racing to find an explanation. The figure's appearance in the coliseum, beyond the confines of the tower's staircase, defied all logic. Was this entity an external force, like himself, who had found their way into the tower? Or could it be something more sinister, a manifestation of the tower itself?
Damian's thoughts flickered back to his encounters with the tower's inhabitants. The mermaids he had encountered had mentioned their ability to traverse the tower's floors at will. Could it be possible that this cloaked figure possessed a similar ability, granting them access to areas beyond their immediate surroundings?
Uncertainty gnawed at Damian's mind as he confronted the figure, his grip tightening around his sword. The enigmatic being wore that same chilling smile, their presence an unsettling reminder of the torment he had endured within the coliseum.
