Heavy dark clouds seemed to have condensed above the peculiar space. The environment seemed to have lost its light, with only Mordor's bright eyes that had suddenly turned frighteningly red, exuding a bright glow, albeit an ominous one.
"Leave my sight," Mordor spat out, danger and rage evident in his tone. The space seemed to echo his words as the environment began to try to eject Mnec away from the premises.
"Seeing me alive and here, you should have guessed something. The plane needs those twi…" Mnec was unable to finish his words as Modor's cane swept towards him, bright boiling red fighting and killing intent gushed out. The special space they were located in seemed to act as an oven, repressing and delivering boiling heat to everything inside. The gushing red intent seemed to attempt to directly melt Mnec into a puddle of mangled matter.
