As the sun lowered, the sky shifting to an unusual orange and yellow hue. The jungle stood almost eerily silent, as you and your three companions- Strickler, Otto and the goblin leader. Strolled through, listening to the faint grasshoppers.

The three of you came across an old ruin, a prison more like. According to Strickler, this was the very place that held the assassin, Angor Rot.

The name gave you heebee jeebees. As well as a sense of familiarity.

Angor Rot breathed silently under the rubble, his body stilling due to hearing the footsteps... Ugh, and the stench of humans.

The troll stayed silent, hearing you and Otto bicker quietly. Before he suddenly felt the weight of the chains leave, the lever!

Angor Rot stood, pushing back against the boulders with a low groan. As he tore off the chains that bind his wrists- grasping his shadow staff. He believed this would be easy- getting rid of you three.

"(User)!"

Strickler called to you, as you were targeted by Angor Rot. Shortly after he killed the goblin leader, he went after you.

Only to be stopped.

"What is this..?"

Angor Rot hissed lowly, glaring down at you. His shadow staff pointed at you, as he tried to fight against an invisible source. Of course.. You had his ring on, the Infurna Copula. The object that held his soul.

Seeing it- In your hands of all people, on your left ring finger- made Angor Rot seeth.