"This place… feels like hell," Yumi said, hugging her arms around herself.
"Like it's deciding whether we deserve to be here."
Kael stood a few steps ahead of her, his back straight, his sword resting loosely in his hand. He didn't answer.
He felt it too.
The hall pressed down on his existence itself.
Not on his body—on his soul. The moment they had crossed into this level, something fundamental had changed.
This was not merely a battlefield.
It was a throne room where only one ruler could stand.
A graveyard built for those who failed.
A courtroom where guilt and resolve were weighed without mercy.
And above all—a proving ground where hesitation meant erasure.
The faint hum of mana, the crackle of torches, even the sound of breathing—gone.
A screen appeared before Kael's eyes, glowing in dim, funereal black.
[Dungeon Level 55 – Demon General of Death & Oblivion]
Name: Zhal'Mortis, the Black Sovereign
Demon Type: Abyssal Death Demon
Theme: Soul Annihilation
