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As a cursed spirit, Phanthom's instincts told him that he would be greatly rewarded if he helped Malzor achieve his ambition. Yet the reality of the situation made the goal seem close to impossible.

Currently, Phanthom was in the abyss, floating and sitting cross-legged in front of a portal. His yellow eyes glowed as he looked beyond the portal and the walls the goblins had built.

In his glowing eyes, he could see the flames of ambition. Having spent enough time among demons, wielding and getting used of his own powers, Phanthom had learned to predict bold moves based on the flickers in those flames.

Right now, he noticed multiple flames flickering beyond the walls built by the goblins. Phanthom stretched out his hand, grasping a yellow light only he could see.