Terror.
Absolute terror.
The deep sigh rang inside the minds of Adam and Gore, drenching their backs in a layer of cold sweat.
Their bodies trembled as they gazed into the depths of the darkness in sheer horror. It was a dark tunnel, but after a certain point, they couldn't see anything.
It was not the assumed power level of the entity that scared them, but the very voice itself. They felt as if the voice had originated from the deepest pits of hell.
A voice so malevolent and oppressive that they forgot to even breathe!
That voice, thought Adam in horror. I'm sure of it…
That entity is far more powerful than a Rank 2 Magus!!
CREAK…
The red door gradually closed, as if guided by a mystical power. However, neither Adam nor Gore dared to intervene.
Earlier, they had intended to see where the tunnel led to, albeit for different reasons. But now, they no longer wished to go in.
