Holy war 27

Walking inside the empty yet flourishing halls of the underground dungeon of the white castle, Adrian scanned his surroundings, his purple eyes piercing through everything. The cells lining the walls were empty, save for the innermost layer where his focus finally settled on a solitary figure.

Standing alone in the dim light, a man with a contemplative expression closed his eyes. Adrian's presence was unnoticed at first, but his approach was deliberate.

"Leave me," Adrian commanded the two subordinate demons behind him.

The demons nodded and quietly exited the room. Adrian's body shimmered into darkness, allowing him to pass through the bars of the cage-like cell effortlessly. He materialized two small chairs and a table in front of him, then sat down, observing the man with relative amusement.

"So, how do you feel, Father?" Adrian asked with a smirk, addressing the Duke who appeared lost in deep thought.