It was slow and easily noticeable but if one looked closely enough one would notice it.
The drop of ink moon in the sky seemed to be the only thing unaffected, and seemed to have grown with the forceful expansion.
Ainz's eyes were completely dark and shiny as he inspected the place.
'If I keep meditating, it won't be long before the entire place completely recovers.'
"Are you… My master?"
While he was inspecting the realms of shadow, he heard a hoarse voice reverberated in the place, Ainz's eyes lit up as he turned around to look at the red knight that was now in his view of vision.
The red knight didn't seem to have moved, but he could tell it was what had spoken.
He tried to communicate with it using his mental energy through the link he shared with it as his shadow puppet, but there was no reply, almost as if it had said nothing.
