The black-haired man stood before him, flanked by two shadowy figures whose presence seemed to suck the very light from the room, enveloping them in darkness.
Kratos's senses screamed at him, warning of the imminent danger. It felt as though the walls themselves were closing in, trapping him in a nightmare from which there was no escape.
A drop of icy sweat trickled down Kratos's temple, a chilling reminder of his vulnerability in the face of such overwhelming menace.
And just as the drop reached the edge of his chin, the black-haired man began to speak, his voice dripping with malice and sending shivers down Kratos's spine, intensifying the horror that gripped his soul.
TAP! TAP!TAP!TAP!
Kratos and Gravis freeze as a tapping sound echoes around them, sending shivers down their spines.
Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, its presence suffused with malevolence.
"I warned you Kratos…."
