Damon did not do as the old man told him. Instead, he willed for the tattoo to activate. The next second, his body disappeared from the real world.
"What a stubborn brat." The old man laughed.
On the other hand, both Kate and Mark began to panic. "What did you do to him?" Mark stepped forward, the crimson in his eyes glowing stronger.
"No need to worry. He should be back in a minute." The old man laughed.
Both Mark and Kate were still clearly unconvinced, but at this time, there was nothing they could do except wait for Damon.
As for Damon, he was standing at the moment in the familiar landscape of the flame lord dungeon. The sizzling heat abundantly made it clear that he was not dreaming and everything was real.
"This…" Damon could not believe his eyes. He looked around all the drops they did not bother collecting were still littered around. It was the same dungeon instance they had run. There was no mistake about it.
