Naturally, it also scared the living daylights out of the dungeon guards.
"Call your leader over." Denvor waved his arm, giving off a regal air.
The four guards exchanged glances, and one turned around and dashed inside.
A while later, a middle-aged man with a burly figure walked out, frowning.
From the aura he was emitting, he was obviously at least in the Renascence Phase.
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