"Tsk… Why is this? What happens to me? Alter-Ego! Half soul red dragon! Azpelg! Can you hear my voice?!"
No one answered Randolph's screams though.
Suddenly his eyes darkened. He couldn't even see his own body. He was surprised, he had also used his eyesight that was able to see in the dark but he still couldn't see anything.
Randolph didn't give up. He tried to trace the place. Ten, thirty minutes to more than two hours he had spent walking in that place but he could not find the end of the dark place.
"Arrrghh..."
"Who dares to bully me like this?! What exactly is this place?! Damn it!!"
Randolph felt frustrated. He screamed out loud.
I don't know what the wind was, suddenly something crossed Randolph's mind. He wanted to meditate, he wanted to clear his mind. The seventeen-year-old boy finally sat down on one of the floors in the unfamiliar place. He sat cross-legged. He put his hands on each knee, trying to close his eyes, inhale and exhale quietly.
