The figure moved slowly, every single step suddenly reverberating through the area. Reign stared at the figure calmly while clenching his swords, ready to fight at a moment's notice. The figure that was coming to him had a strange aura around it, the same one he could feel everywhere around him.
"I guess you are the one responsible for all of this." Reign said as the hooded figure slowly moved toward him. The figure didn't speak, it actually caused no sound at all. The footsteps never came from the figure, but from everywhere around Reign.
It was as if thousands of people were walking in sync and making the sound.
One thing that started creeping Reign out was the presence of the figure, better said, it was the fact that Reign could not feel any presence that creeped him out. There was nothing, no presence, no mana, no soul that he could sense coming from the figure.
