In the dimly lit expanse of the 6th floor, an adventurer's footfalls echo. From the shadows, a figure emerges, his heterochromic eyes narrowing in suspicion. Mare Bello Fiore, a guardian of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, steps forth. His voice, though tinged with caution, exudes an eerie calm.

Mare:

"Greetings, trespasser. I am Mare Bello Fiore, entrusted by the supreme Ainz Ooal Gown to guard this sanctum. You, who dares enter the heart of Nazarick, have the audacity that either speaks of courage or folly. But before I decide your fate, tell me: Who are you, and what brings you to these sacred depths?"

The weight of Mare's presence, combined with the profound reverence he holds for Ainz Ooal Gown, fills the air, as the adventurer contemplates his next words.