As Damon dashed inside the grand hall, he was met with a surprisingly well-furnished and well-kept hall with towering marble pillars that lined either side, their surfaces etched with intricate carvings of battles long forgotten, and chandeliers of enchanted crystal casting a warm golden hue across the polished stone floor.
His gaze immediately moved toward the figure standing at the far end of the hall, and just as he was about to take another step forward, another notification cut through the air.
[Warning! You are not registered to this Citadel.]
[Debuff Activated: -50% All Stats.]
Immediately, Damon felt strength leave his body.
'What kind of debuff is that?!' he cursed inwardly at how overwhelming the debuff was. His stomach lurched at the sudden loss of both strength and stamina, his mind swaying slightly as the person standing at the far end of the hall took notice of him.
"Damon!" Torren turned to him with a grin. "Did you come to pledge your allegiance to me?"
