Bam! Bam! Bam!
The thunderous bangs reverberated like the beat of a drum.
On the other side of the door, the massive skull continued its relentless assault, ramming against the barrier with its enormous weight. It was nothing short of a miracle that the door had yet to buckle under the pressure.
Despite the constant assault, no cracks had appeared on the surface.
Logically, this shouldn't have been possible, considering the door was made of wood. Yet, it showed no sign of giving way.
'Ah, is that it?'
A distant memory suddenly resurfaced from my memory sea.
Back at Sookmyung Girls' High School, the familiar phenomenon unfolded once again as we sought refuge from the flame spirit 'Igris' by entering the Secret Room, a personal space within the Individual World created by the ruler of «The World». No matter how forcefully 'It' struck the door, it remained undisturbed by the relentless barrage of fiery assaults.
