The Four Specters

There were many unique places in the Dead Lands, and External Artifacts were often the reason, especially if some massive Stronghold was based on them. 

Adam had yet to enter the Stronghold but encountered something unusual. The Dark Watchers weren't going to attack him like any other monster would, or rather, their strike wasn't physical or aggressive.

In a way, the Dark Watchers were doing their duty, following the rules of the Stronghold to which they belonged.

"Well, well... So most of the Phantoms that came here couldn't even withstand an attack by the auras of two Mid Yellow monsters?" Adam raised an eyebrow.

The earlier sadness over the death of the Phantoms in front of the gate was replaced by a feeling very much like disappointment.

"The Plague Reaper's aura was much more frightening, at least that's what I felt at that moment. But... you... even with the amplification from the gate, evoke nothing but moderate interest in me."