[A/N: Previous chapter has been edited a bit. Both fighters used Mind Edge]
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Wicked laughter filled the fake dimension.
Liam felt a primordial dread radiating from its fractured walls, which was now in tatters and flickering as though it was broken.
The goblins and ogres were still frozen as though they were mannequins.
Even Liam didn't know how to react to what was happening.
The laughter just sounded too vile and obnoxious, but that wasn't where the dread came from.
VOOM!
Ahead, a circular entrance spread open from the ground, upon which a figure slowly hovered above.
Half-head.
That was the first word that came into Liam's mind when he saw the figure that emerged.
A fitting name.
The figure wore filthy brown rags.
Pallid, with a hunched back. Bare footed.
One of his eyes was black, and the other was dark red.
