King of Death
The figures swathed in red shared glances among themselves, their eyes exchanging unspoken confirmations sparked by Lucius' previous statement.

"Where did you hear that?" A frosty question hung in the air, the speaker's tone implying a strong aversion to dishonesty.

"I can disclose that, provided my safety is ensured," Lucius proposed.

The red-robed figure sneered, pointing a callous finger towards the human-filled cage. "How selfish of you. You don't seem too concerned about the rest of the livestock."

Lucius met the statement with a steely gaze. "I have my own priorities."

"Your safety is dependent on the value of your information," the figure stated, almost threateningly.

"I can retrieve the fragment of the Dead King's system."

"You can do what now?"

Before Lucius could clarify, a cloak-swathed figure lunged at him, seizing him by the throat and lifting him off the ground. Lucius writhed, gasping for breath as the strong grip strangled him.

"I am not lying," Lucius choked o
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