Slera (7)

Within an unknown area of the catacombs—A hooded figure who seemed to be enshrouded by shadows could be seen moving leisurely through the darkened hallways with an aura of disappointment around them.

"...hmph. So it seems that you've decided to end your own life wittingly, huh?" The figure clicked his tongue in an unsatisfied manner. "Here I thought you'd have the drive to go on with your goals, but such a shame. Just some minor setbacks ended it for you? Disappointing."

Continuing through the darkness, the figure stopped at their footsteps as they moved their hand over to the pocket on the hood that they wore. Soon after, they took out a small red gemstone that seemed to contain a burning atmosphere around it.