The darkness I had summoned began to move at my will, enveloping the poor man in a chaotic and uncontrollable dance. His eyes widened, and his face visibly paled as cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Applying a small amount of mana to my eyes, I directed my gaze towards his mana orb, which shone with a bright brown hue, akin to a small star in the night sky. I studied his energy carefully, trying to discern any clues that could reveal more about his identity and purpose, essentially looking for any slave marks or the like, but I couldn't detect anything.
The man, who appeared to be around thirty years old, had black hair and light brown eyes. Based on the intensity and color of his mana orb, I calculated that he was of a Max-Bronze rank. This revelation led me to the conclusion that the other spies were likely in the same approximate rank. It was evident that we were dealing with opponents who, while skilled in their own way, did not pose an insurmountable threat to us.
