When the duo arrived in the dungeon, they found a single man already waiting for them.
He was clad in an entirely black suit, with wavy black hair and dark circles underneath his red eyes.
The man looked to be absolutely exhausted, yet with one look Abaddon was immediately able to determine the truth of the situation.
'He's not even really here.'
He had no breath of life, and no mana. Even if what he was seeing was a ghost, Abaddon should have been able to detect some sort of aura from him.
The man finally seemed to realize he had visitors and stood up to meet them.
Malenia stood between her master and the approaching stranger with a single hand on her whip. "Stay where you are."
The man was unfazed by her threats and continued to move closer, earning him a lash from her bladed whip.
Unsurprisingly, the whip passed through the man like he was made of mist and carved a large gash onto the rocky ground floor.