Chapter 40: The Looming Chaos—3
Now that the effects had worn off, I could feel the monstrosity of the merciless blizzard. It was tremendous. The frost particles, combined with the heavy wind, were freezing my body and mind.
It was unimaginably cold—perhaps colder than anything I had ever witnessed. I could feel the chilling wind surging through my nasal passage and hardening my lungs—eventually, making it difficult for me to breathe.
I was hanging on the icy wall, supported by my lance. Neither did I have a clear visual of the cave above me, nor the ground beneath me. All I could do was nothing but to keep myself together in that position.
"What a delightful day, keh-keh-kehhh!"
The voice was even more sinister than I thought as if someone was rubbing their nails on a blackboard while letting out a burst of wicked laughter. It was that kind of and lacing with utmost satisfaction.
As I heard the voice, I felt an additional pressure on my lance.
The blizzard blocked the visual and I could only guess a shadowy figure—about the size of a human but with a twisted body shape—sitting on it.
’A bat?’
It was the first thing that came to my mind after seeing him. However, it was unmistakably the demon. His burning crimson gaze confirmed it.
"Nothing gives me more joy than savoring a specimen’s emotions. They are magnificent. They are exhilarating—especially when the specimen has complexity while understanding their own emotions. It produces a mysterious sentience that never fails to amaze me, keh-keh-kehhh!!"