He tried waving his hand and reciting those words in his heart, wanting to send his covenant demon back.
However… there was no reaction.
It seemed that there was no way to open the void crack in the dream.
Then there was nothing he could do. The window could not be opened, and he could not throw the little guy out. Objects could not be moved either. He could not put it in a teacup, nor could he stuff it into his mouth and chew it raw. This might even cause backlash damage to him.
Therefore, he could only let it crawl around in the room of his dream.
Suddenly… Sherlock noticed something.
He stared at the place where the worm had crawled past. His eyes narrowed as he slowly took two steps forward and stared at the joint between the wall and the floor.
There… was a very thin… streak of color.
Sherlock gulped.
