Feeling his lips dry and his body growling hungrier, Cesar seemed determined and battle-ready to eat whatever landed on his mouth and his eye.
If he could eat the ancient stone's surface, he would rightfully do so without any reaction. The situation was becoming demanding after all.
'Holy fuck, I'm so tired. I don't like standing up now…'
Lying on the surface while staring upwards at a gigantic spiraling lamp hanging on the roof that could not be peered through, Cesar gazed aimlessly.
Not going to lament his ridiculous situation which he had been doing the moment he got inside the cursed mansion, Cesar had no choice but to stand up knowing merely staying would not progress on its own.
"Ugh…"
His leg was still shaking as he tried to look at his hands which were quivering in the same manner as his knees.
