In a dark room, a man whose face was hidden by darkness itself was sitting crossed leg- all alone with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, the man heard a *whoosh* sound which prompted him to open his eyes.
"Is that you, Viper?"
"Affirmative, My Lord." The new entrant was completely enshrouded in darkness; the only information about him could be extracted from the voice- that he was a male.
"What's the report of that task?" The Mann asked.
"My Lord, it… failed."
An authoritative aura filled the room, causing the new entrant to kneel, suffocating him in the process.
"Spare me!" He shouted.
The aura dispelled, finally letting him breath a sigh of relief.
"What happened?"
"The other operatives reported that none of the operatives who were entrusted with the mission were found."
"All of them are dead, I presume." The man asked.
