The Only Marshal

"Boss, if you don't wake up then don't blame me for using force." He didn't know why it sounded so annoyed.

Before he could react, he heard a crisp 'phiak' and what followed after was a sharp pain on his left cheek.

"F*ck, who just hit me?" He immediately sprang up while holding his left cheek. To his surprise, he could actually open his eyes in the underworld.

What first entered his vision was the guilty faces of his comrades. When he saw them, his eyes turned wide open and his jaws dropped to the floor. He couldn't believe his eyes so he rubbed his eyes in panic.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? We kept calling you but you wouldn't wake up." One of his comrades spoke as he surreptitiously put his right hand behind his back.

"D-Didn't I just die?" The black cloaked man stuttered in shock. However, after turning his head to check the room he was in, it didn't seem like the underworld. Where were the fires? Where were the demons?