[ Host you should run ]
" Why... " Ossa inquired but paused as he could feel a strong, almost tangible killing intent directed at him.
" What's this feeling " Ossa gripped his chest, a strange action as he did not have a heart.
He was a skeleton, a being without any lungs or organs to speak of, but the murderous intent he felt was suffocating, making him feel as if he were unable to breathe, even though he did not need to breathe.
His imaginary muscles tensed as he froze in place.
" What's going on " Ossa thought to himself, trying to move his skeletal frame but couldn't, no matter how hard he tried.
" Mors? , What's going on " He asked the system, as it felt he no longer had control over his body.
[ An energy from a strong beast is restricting you both physically and psychologically ]
" Beast, it could be their alpha, a dragon's creature of some sort " Ossa thought still unable to move.
