"Nooo!" Damian yelled as he gazed at two shadowy figures.

These figures were close to where Leslie and Tyler were sleeping. The surrounding area was still dark, but Damian could see the blood pool forming beneath Leslie's and Tyler's bodies.

They were dead. Damian knew it due to the amount of blood beneath them. But who did that?

"Everyone, wake up! Intruders!"

Damian did not think of that possibility the previous night when he got to bed.

He remembered Leslie saying, "Tyler and I will do shifts to watch over the camp."

Still, the two were lying flat, dead on the ground. Did they lie about the shifts, and instead, the two went to bed? Or did the shadow figures attack one of them during their shift?

Serana quickly got up — she was still getting used to sleeping during the night. Druvana took a little longer, but nothing that would put her in danger.

Hazel was also near the two, and the three girls slept close to each other, and that proved effective now that danger was right before their eyes.

"I will brighten this place!" Druvana said as she chanted her incantation.

It was an elementary spell she had learned from the books her parents gave her, "Candlelight."

Simply put, a ball of light that did nothing more than brighten the place. But Damian still couldn't quite understand how her magic worked.

"The book I have says something about a type of energy I don't know how to get or use."

The situation was not good for him to ask questions, so Damian just put it to the back of his mind for the moment and focused on dealing with the enemies.

"Humans?"

When the ball of light brightened the place, Damian and the girls saw who the attackers were: humans.

Not normal humans, like those born inside the dungeon and knew nothing about the upper world, but humans from Earth! They were superhumans who were there exploring the dungeon.

"You two, why did you kill them?" Damian asked.

The first figure was a slim man with a mustache and a scar on his face. He looked at Damian, perhaps because of his appearance or his ragged clothes that were once things a human from Earth would use, but either way, they recognized him!

"A human from Earth? How are you here?" the man asked.

Damian did not understand the question, "what do you mean?" he said.

"The entrances to the dungeon are often watched by powerful organizations, and there's no way a youth like you is from one of them. So how can you be here?"

These two humans were clearly a threat to Damian and the girls. He knew very well how bad the humans could be and was ready to fight if needed.

"Appearances, may fool you. How are you so certain I am not someone powerful? You know superhumans can live longer, right?" Damian said.

The best thing he could do at that moment was act tough, even if he was not powerful enough to face those two. But Damian tried to remember how Darius talked and acted as a way to impersonate him.

It was working, as the two figures were starting to frown, thinking about the possibility of irritating someone powerful or being backed by a powerful organization.

"How can we know you are speaking the truth?" the other man said.

They moved their hands behind their backs, and Damian knew they were getting their weapons.

How could he come out of that situation alive?

"They look like evil superhumans, those from shady organizations. The Fingers are the biggest shady organization, and they control many others. Can I fool them with that?" Damian thought.

The two men slowly moved toward him, yet they suddenly froze, scared of moving a single inch closer to Damian.

"You know The Trickster, right? Theo? He is a friend of mine."

That was a risky move. If Damian said, he knew The Trickster, the two people before him would not believe him.

Why? Everyone knew that mysterious figure, yet almost no one knew his real name! Only those connected to the shady businesses of the underworld could possibly have that information, like the two of them.

"I'm sorry. We don't mean to enrage someone like you. So please, forgive this lowly thug."

Damian wanted to scream, 'it freaking worked,' yet he restrained himself, trying to look more professional, "I will, only this once."

The two sighed in relief, yet Damian said one more thing, "it's been a while since I am down here. Can one of you show me all the way to leave the dungeon?"historical

That sentence made the two even more scared. The two men did not know Damian's face, and he said something about being deep in the dungeon for an extended period.

Could he be one of the central figures of The Fingers organization? That would explain why they did not know his face and how he knew The Trickster's real name.

"Of course. This one will gladly show you the way! I'm sorry for attacking these two."

Damian looked toward the man and said, "if you show me the way out, I will forget about you killing these two. But if you fail me..."

"N-No, never. I will never fail you," the man said, sweat dripping down his forehead.

Instead of sleeping, they were all leaving at night, using the help of one of the killers.

Damian, Druvana, and Serana were not shaken about Leslie and Tyler's death. They barely knew each other, having it only by one day or so. Hazel, though, knew them more, so she had to hold her tears, leaving the camp with Damian and the others.

"I have a tamed beast not far from here. It can take us out of the dungeon real quick," the man said.

"Sure. I will not say my name nor ask yours. You know the reason."

"Of course, of course."

It was usual for those in the underground to use nicknames, or move around with no name at all, so the man did not suspect a thing.

They moved quickly through the night toward the tamed beast which would take them out of the dungeon.