Ragon slammed his fists against the glass that separated him from the real world, his breathing heavy as he couldn't believe what was happening.
"Let me in! Noooo!" he shouted, his voice cracking as he pounded on the glass again.
Ragon, finally exhausted from hitting the glass with no result, turned around and scanned his surroundings.
His eyes landed on the same door he had seen before—the one that led to Napoleon.
He had no other choice. Clenching his fists, he ran toward the door, determined to find answers.
"He's the one who told me to use the death energy, and now this is happening," Ragon muttered angrily as he reached the door. He flung it open and stepped inside to see Napoleon sitting on a chair, slowly rocking back and forth, watching him with a calm, cold stare.
