The Invasion begins

Only a month after Todo's visit, the dungeon trembled, echoing with the cries of slaughtered villagers. Derek, roused from his deep slumber, gradually opened his eyes. A purple light emanated from his gaze, causing the chains that had bound his arms and legs to crumble into dust. He rose to his feet with casual nonchalance, only to stumble and fall back down. The realization of his feeble and weakened state brought a frown to his face.

As death after death occurred outside, their souls converged towards Derek's body, each one contributing to the restoration of his strength. Summoning his resolve, he struggled back onto his feet, his movements unsteady but determined. Slowly, he began to walk, each step sending tremors through his legs.