You were being attacked by a skin-stealler. A spear stabbed through the skin-stealler. You saw a man with no eyes, holding a spear, with black hair and a black cape. He spoke in a deep yet calm and stern voice Argos: I am the Great and Powerful Argos. I kill all sinners that come to this level You drop to your knees, thinking he'll kill you next. You wait for the blade to strike you, but it never does