"He is near, finally! And he is stronger than we thought that he would be, even! This boy makes me feel proud!"
Shut up fool.
You are annoying...
The Dread snorted and looked at the fool with scorn. He wasn't in the mood to talk with that jackass. Actually, he never was in the mood to talk with him. The fool wasn't a good company. The fool was the one to blame for the Abyssal King staying in idleness for all that time, enjailed, chained...
It looked directly to where Dean was. He indeed was near than ever before. The monster could feel clearly Dean's "Willpower" in the environment. It was way more denser and wild than in the past. With the right refinement, it would get three times as powerful for sure.
The Dread wanted to see what would be Dean's spells, at least the first one. He was interested in the way that he used his "Willpower" to forge, so maybe his spells would have something to do with it... or not.
