Three meters below the Hani Maze, another maze exists.
The Magic Hall, this maze to date has been constructed only on two levels, with no way to further expand a third.
A curvaceous female magician lay powerlessly on the bed of the last floor, her hair as black as the night sprawled fully across the bed, the neckline of her purple-blue dress casually slipping off her shoulders, utterly devoid of any energy.
It wasn't that she didn't want to muster the energy, but as the manager of the Underground Maze and also the ultimate boss, Misha had really tried her best.
When she awoke from her prolonged slumber, Misha too thought she could easily complete her task.
Simply construct the Underground Maze and then wait for the adventurers to come and complete their strategy, but she never imagined that things would turn out this way.
All of this, in the end, was the fault of those strange demons that she had never seen before.
