Dean was sweating profusely, gasping for breath, his chin dripping with sweat.
He ran downstairs in terror.
His speed was quite fast.
He was running for his life!
Thud!
Thud thud thud!!
Above his head, the sound of footsteps was chaotic.
Countless footsteps were following behind him, constantly chasing after him.
"Phew--"
Dean ran to a corner, bending over and panting non-stop.
When he heard that the upstairs was still chasing him, he became more and more frightened. Then, he immediately chanted a spell and raised his hand to send the spell up through the gap between the handrails.
A fierce flame rushed up.
"He's down there!"
Just as the flame rushed up, a voice came from upstairs.
"Ah! I see him!"
Suddenly, a little girl jumped out of the stairway. Her hair was messy as if straw had been randomly placed there.
Hearing this, Dean looked over in horror.
