Inside a dark tunnel or it seemed like. The room held green energy and dark energies. Inside it were deadly artifacts. Green skulls, Dark robes, Death swords and other unholy artifacts.
A tall being stood by a corner. His eyes narrowed sideways to stare at the cloaked figure from before. His eyes were dark hollow. It held pure rage and dark insight.
The cloaked figure was weaving his arms circularly, creating a dark void of energy. He seemed extremely concentrated on it that he could barely notice the presence of the person behind or it seemed that the energy from the being was too low to noticed.
"When will the armies be ready?" the being spoke. The cloaked figure continued to weave the portal. He tilted his head lightly and stared at the being.
"Soon. Soon enough ." he muttered as he continued your weave. The being sighed. His eyes flared with dark glint.
