Chapter 42: Psyche Of Monochrome [6]
Just then, the ground fractured. Its eyes widened, and before it could do so much as to blink, she was already before it.
Its hollow, black eyes shrank and twitched. However, it wasn’t in fear. Instead,
Crack—!
It was in... excitement.
The crimson haired lady was already above it, a fearsome, incinerating light emanating from her light-wreathed figure. Through some means, most likely one of her traits, the stalwart warrior had grown stronger.
The nightmarish entity could feel it. Sense it even.
Her figure exuded a cold, suffocating aura. One that pressed down on him in all its endless glory.
"Hahahahaha!!!" He laughed out loud. "...That’s it! Show me what you’ve got!"
The nightmarish entity spoke for the first time, its cracked voice booming through the dark maze. A hint of madness soon formed in its pair of eyes, and then slowly, it started to spill out from them.
It started to seep into reality. And, it was in that moment that it said solemnly:
"Come...!"