This was not some mild explosion, but a massive outpouring of pressurised air, and at the centre of this explosion was a floating red ball of glowing sanguine fluid. It floated eerily in the air, its size minuscule with a radius of a centimetre. And yet out of this small red ball came the most disgusting bloody smell anyone had ever smelled before.
Everyone in the surroundings was woken up by this, turning to face the direction only to see a glowing red orb the size of a marble in the air. What the hell was that? And where was Midas?!
Little did they know that Midas was having the battle of his life inside that orb. It was just that his body had shrunk to the size of millimetres. He was still floating around and fighting though, punching and destroying any bloody spikes that appeared in the walls of the enclosed space he found himself in.
