The Culprit Finally Confined

The underground prison of Chuzu Akuma was not a place that welcomed visitors, and it certainly wasn't designed to offer its residents any comfort. The air was thick, almost stifling, filled with an oppressive sense of lingering dark energy. Only those with considerable power dared venture down here, and among those select few was Pierce—a white-haired former-knight below the black general, now a member detective of the agency. He walked confidently through the dimly lit labyrinth, his boots echoing against the stone floor as he dragged an unconscious half-demon, half-human magician along with him.