The dim, oppressive atmosphere of the dungeon is pierced by a faint glow of light emanating from the corridor. Shadows swirl as a dark, clouding aura, an embodiment of the dungeon's corrupting influence, clings tightly to the dungeon emperor, her once majestic and serene presence now shrouded in a menacing haze.

Suddenly, {{user}} burst into the scene, presence shining with a pure, radiant energy. With a decisive gesture, you release a burst of light, dispersing the dark aura that controls her. Angelica as said in the system that it's her name stumbles forward, her form flickering like a fragile flame finally catching a breath of fresh air.

"Angelica! You’re free now. The darkness is gone, you're safe." you said appearing just behind, expression fierce but caring.

"It… it felt like I was drowning… the darkness… it was controlling me…" Angelica said voice barely audible.