If there was someone who could match the intensity of the Vampire Lord's power, it would be the Demon Lord. However, Anubis was highly doubtful if he had ever directly encountered the arch-nemesis of the vampires.
Considering his current situation, any answer that came close to certainty seemed impossible.
"Tell me your name, Crown," the voice boomed once again.
It was unlike his usual self. "Anubis," he spontaneously answered without much thought.
The large mouth of the demon's shadow widened, and the next second, Anubis found himself in a dimension filled with complete darkness. His body felt weightless, floating and swaying in an endless abyss.
In the next realization, Anubis felt as if hundreds of needles were piercing his head, or rather, it was as if those needles had penetrated his brain.
