"...ugh..." A low groan resounded through a quiet hallway as a man walked through it. With his fingers pinching his nose as if in pain, he hit the wall beside him. "Argh... get out of my mind!"
"Oh, you poor thing... Why bother trying to resist?" As if responding to his cry, a deep voice suddenly rang within the man's ear. "It has been long enough since you withstood against my dark magic with your own, but I believe it's high time that you give up. It is futile. In the end, I will win."
"Shut it you piece of shit..." he continued to let out a low groan in pain. "It's not futile if things won't go your way..."
"Things won't go my way?" The voice chuckled as it soon turned into maniac laughter. "How funny. Are you saying that those humans you have brought here would change a thing?"
"Of course..." he held back his words as he placed all strength in suppressing his pain. "I've left everything needed to the Sleras..."