Through the bottomless Abyss, an eye snapped open, staring at the men floating above, previously engaging in their battle. The man with the top hat suddenly had a smirk on his face; the cards lying swiftly in the space between his fingers had their golden intricate patterns shine, swiftly illuminating his surroundings to some extent.
Through the corner of his eye, he could see the demonic throne lying afloat; the behemoth on the throne remained still, and the red horrifying eyes with white pupils remained; however, the tear in space, mimicking a heinous smile, suddenly had vanished, replaced by a terrifying death stare that would send shivers through anyone.
Stunned by the eye beneath, the seemingly controlled Asher stared beneath, directly looking at the gigantic eyeball that had just appeared. His mouth, which had dark steam coming out of it, suddenly curled.
