When the cell doors opened up, Ivan stepped inside without hesitation, and the witch he held captive tried to dodge his presence as she crawled deeper into the darkness where he would not reach her, but the vampire King took unhurried steps towards her direction, his eyes glinting sardonically in the dark. He could smell her fear, her confusion, her skepticism, and he was someone who was more acquainted with the darkness, making it quite easy for him to see through no matter how piercing the darkness may be.