In the gloomy sewers.

The gray mist had dissipated, and the sewage splashed randomly on Ark's face, yet he remained unfazed, as if none of it existed.

"Hehehe, I've finally waited for this day... This was the most troublesome king I've ever encountered in Thalorian, but he ultimately fell by my hand."

Ark grinned, revealing a cold, mocking smile.