One moment, he was a child being brought by his father to a throne; the next, the whole place was only ground and ceiling… and Satan was getting up from the throne. Noah stepped back as he marveled at the colossal figure. Not actually the whole figure… but those bat-like wings that spread around them. If Noah could freely see every inch of it, he would realize that the wings could cover the entire cave.
Red light pulsated all over the place, and the ground rumbled. Noah fell to a squat, not willing to fall down like a wuss. He glared at Satan who was walking towards him; however, he couldn't summon anything from his body. The relic wouldn't come, as well as the shadows. Perhaps it had something to do with it being a dream… or a nightmare more so.
