'A demon?!! No, no!! A monster!! No that is not right!! A beast!!... That doesn't seem right either!!'.
'This feeling!! Just what is he?!!!'. Mark questioned once more.
He tried to find meaning to the existence of the being that stood before him!! He was terrifying. His skin morphing brought with him horrors of the wild!!
They saw the hollow of skulls screaming for help, their manifestation in the form of black smoke as they struggled to be detached from him!!
What were they to make of this?!! Exactly what is it that is happening here?!!
All who gazed at him fell to their knees. Unconsciously, with an instinctive warning of death, their two knees fell to the ground.
This included the Arshbon, the militants, and even first-class sorcerers militants. The only one spared of the kneeling is Luca, but he too had struggles of his own.
