The underground base was like a nest with numerous tunnels that interconnected to each other and linked to dozens of caves that act as housing, storage, and facilities for their rituals and some sort of drug lab.
Aldred found some potion bottles and white powder wrapped in paper.
"This powder is made from Magic Powder," Maverick said. "Don't be tricked by the name magic. All it does is give you hallucinations that make you feel good."
"So these people are drug dealers."
"Yes, it's one of their main sources of income besides extortion."
A man walked inside the lab. "Don't consume them too much. We need to sell them or the boss will kill us. Eh, who are you guys?"
Aldred looked into the man's eyes. "Eye of Nightmare."
His eyes changed into deep dark, and the man's face turned expressionless. Suddenly, the man screamed in pain before rolling on the ground. He clawed his face, ripping off the skin, and then bit off his own fingers.
"AHHH! It hurts! NO. DON'T! AGHH!!"