Zane stood, his body enveloped in azure mist. His aura exuded a malevolence that left Gary frozen in place. A shiver ran down his spine, realizing that he could die if he continued down this path.
"Answer my questions," Zane said, his voice cold and deliberate. "Who are you? Who sent you, and what are your intentions?"
Gary struggled to stand upright, a feat that required him to channel his Mana.
"Let's exchange answers, Master Zane," Gary proposed.
"You dare to say that. Do you not understand your current predicament?" Zane retorted.
Gary knew Zane could reach him faster than he could activate the black scroll. So, he decided to momentarily divert Zane's attention to buy himself enough time to escape.
"We know that a new location opened within the Holy Tomb Chaqra. We want to retrieve the artifacts stored there," Gary explained.
"What kind of artifacts?"