Dugea stood up from her throne and descended the stairs, revealing her child-like appearance to those below. She had long black hair, reaching to her feet, and round black eyes. Paired with her innocent and wide smile and her black dress with ruffles, she looked like a doll.
"Welcome to my personal space! I am Dugea, the master of this dungeon!" she declared with wide-open arms and an uppish attitude.
Ophelia nervously scanned her surroundings. Aside from the torches and the throne, she could not identify anything else in the darkness. Even the ground was pitch-black.
And yet, she could clearly see her students. But four of them were missing.
Harik, Rachel, Sylvia, Lisa and Ophelia noticed that they were in the presence of a demon. But thanks to their experience with previous incidents, they grew accustomed to their appearances and remained calmer than usual.