The floor Arthur was on was pure darkness. Even with his improved eyesight, it was hard to see it properly, but there was one thing Arthur could see without problems; red eyes.
Red eyes stared at him from all directions. These eyes were like a hunter, and he was like the prey. A feeling of discomfort grew within, and Arthur did not want to stay in such a place for much longer.
"What type of creatures are these?"
Whatever it was, it did nothing but to stare. Although the staring made him feel bad, it was better than having countless beasts jumping on him trying to get a piece of his flesh.
After making sure those things would not attack him, Arthur moved, making his way throughout the dark building.
The only thing inside that place was some random pillars from time to time, and that's it. He could not tell if he was going in the right direction or not.