The air was tense.
Feeling the necromancer's gaze, it felt as though I was on pins and needles. My skin crawled, and my legs felt like lead.
Breathing alone became hard.
"Huff."
It felt as though a heavy truck was weighing down on our chest.
"Haa... Haaa..."
Thousands of eyes were locked onto us.
"Hiek—!"
A screech came out of the necromancer's mouth. It was hard to see its features, covered beneath the cloak, but the necromancer wasn't tall. From where I stood, it appeared to be rather small in stature.
About that of a young teen...?
"Hiek—!" "Hiek—!"
Screeches continued to come out of its mouth. Their sound resembling that of a strangled beast.
"W-what the hell is it trying to say?"
"Is it even saying anything?"
The sounds were starting to get to the group.
.....And just as it screeched yet again, Professor Hollowe stopped in his tracks as his eyes narrowed.
