As they delved deeper towards the inner sanctum of the village, the heart-wrenching sounds of sobs, screams, and anguished wails grew louder and more distinct. The very air seemed to thicken with dread, making every step feel like a descent into a nightmarish realm. Liam, already on edge, felt a sudden chill as Trick's voice whispered eerily in his mind.
"Liam, heed my warning. As we approach the epicenter of this chaos, you must rein in your emotions. If possible, suppress them entirely."
Liam's eyes darted around, trying to discern the unseen dangers. "What are you getting at, Trick?"
Trick's voice was cold and firm, "Simply put, control your emotions or they might control you."
Hearing Trick's words sent chills down Liam's spine, tensing him immediately. Trick was known for his sarcastic remarks and riddles, always playing around. It was the first for him to be so straightforward and serious.
