Once more, the diabolical knight's voice reverberated in the entire domain and the realm shook, again, making Owen gaze his surroundings in marvel.
Through the supernal power from a celestial being, the enlarged area began to shrink to its previous primitive state and became smaller, lesser and dwindled.
Soon, the ancient roman amphitheatre resembled its archetype as nothing more than a belittled arena.
Furthermore, a bright white light appeared from the ground, shooting upward into the surface and made the entire belittled arena become illuminated and even forced Owen to squint his eyes.
He blinked his eyes slowly and widened them, only to see a pristine metal door ascending from the powdering sand.
Its descriptive appearance was basically something you would see when you reached the gate of hell.
