Rufus rushed to the underground dungeon where Samael's coffin was kept. He ran like a madman, ignoring everyone who was asking him what was wrong. There was no doubt that the place and the very hallway he was sprinting through was the duke's mansion.
But why? Was he inside an illusion? All sorts of negative thoughts hovered over his head until he finally reached the underground dungeon.
"My lord, are you alright? Why are you suddenly acting strangely?" Fabian, who was following him behind, inquired as soon as Rufus stopped. The latter didn't answer, eyes on the closed coffin in the middle of this empty dungeon.
"What is going on...?" he wondered.
This time, Rufus took careful steps as he approached the coffin. His hand trembled as soon as he felt the concrete lid.
"My lord? What are you..."
SCREECH
