Duke checked his own condition, confirmed all his protective spells and emergency measures, and then like a fish blending into the darkness, he cautiously began to descend along the steep rock wall towards the endless abyss below.
He adjusted his aura to become more restrained, almost merging with the surrounding dim seawater. Like a weightless falling leaf, or a cautious shadow, he began to slide down the nearly vertical cliff.
The deeper he went, the more completely the light vanished, until even the occasional glowing moss was no longer visible, and true absolute darkness descended.
Duke put away the lighting technique, relying entirely on his own dark vision and spiritual power to observe the surroundings, avoiding unnecessary attention from overly bright light.
In this world of silence where even sound was distorted by immense pressure, only the faint hiss of water currents passing by and his own steady heartbeat were clearly audible.
