"I'm here…again."
Ethan found himself standing in the depths of an unfathomably dark pit, the oppressive gloom swallowing everything around him.
Yet amidst this abyss of darkness, a solitary beam of light illuminated the spot where Ethan stood. It revealed a stark contrast to the surrounding void, highlighting his presence as if he were a lone beacon of hope in this desolate realm.
And directly before him, two imposing thrones stood side by side, each occupied by an enigmatic figure. Their regal forms seemed to materialize from the shadows themselves, exuding an aura of otherworldly power.
"Good seeing you again, your majesty," a voice echoed through the darkness, dripping with a mix of amusement and disdain.
It was Belzeehub, her voice laced with a slyness that matched the mischievous grin etched upon her face. She fixed her piercing gaze upon Ethan, seemingly delighted by the situation that had unfolded.