Half an hour later, hurried footsteps echoed through a silent corridor, followed by a trail of white fire each time a step was made.
"The style here is similar to the ruins that Twilight once visited..." Casio was in deep thought as he ran with all his might.
His figure disappeared at the end of the corridor in a flash, moments later, the dense sound of scrambling bugs echoed at the ash-colored corridor intersection.
These white beetles were truly tenacious.
Five minutes later, Casio rushed into a corridor like a whirlwind. His pupils contracted, but his footsteps never paused. Instead, he burst forth, sprinting madly.
And in an instant, he found himself at the end of the corridor.
The next second, twelve gray stone statues on either side of the corridor began to stir. The statues lifted their heads, each revealing a peculiar face expressing one of twelve different emotions.
Crying, laughing, anger, roaring ...
