"So it's a virtual projection… I thought I'd been teleported. What a terrifying ability."
Phield spread his hands, only to see them reduced to a deep, abyssal darkness. He tried to sink into the ground, but failed. The moment he moved beyond a certain range of the room, an invisible force restrained him, preventing any further exploration.
At the same time, the mini-map still displayed the area as Nightfall Domain.
Since it was only a projection, there was nothing to fear. Phield scanned his surroundings. He seemed to be inside a dungeon-like chamber. Not far away stood three cages, one of which contained a skeleton lying inside.
"Looks like this is some noble's underground prison."
Before long, several figures suddenly appeared in the room. Their faces were distorted into swirling vortexes, eerie beyond measure.
The shadowy figures glanced at one another. Phield felt his scalp tingle, worried they might notice something off and suddenly focus on him all at once.
