"Gods relied on you, you must overcome this test, and love can help you survive."
"Yes, Mark! Survivors learned how to fight so they won't give up anymore. Hang on, man."
These were Enammer and Delun crying out after Commander Chen, and Mark could hear them from the mere dark that he plunged in there.
"You idiots, leave me alone in hell." Mark yelled.
No one could hear his voice. He knelt on the ground, grabbing his ears, attempting to push down the voices. But those murmurs twisted and increased in his head, made the fay coil on the ground.
He could hear his heartbeats and every sound here was louder and annoying. It was as if crows gathered and pecking his brain, chewing it loudly.
"Where am I? Stop it, you fool gods!" He stormed.
The voices lowered after making Mark bow and on his knees. As the other whispers slowly submerged underneath, he heard the footsteps, coming from a near distance.
