The open space of the Basement Floor which had walls painted in pure white without a single smudge on their smooth surface, was still as though frozen in time.
Not a single creature within it dared to blink or even breathe, but this was not voluntary, the nigh tangible pressure exerted on them by the being slowly approaching them from within the tunnel rendered them so.
[I will not be looked down upon on the Floor that I rule! This is mine domain!]
Charymos covered his entire body with a calm layer of Mana and wiped the slimy perspiration from his face, fixing his posture to stand upright as though unbothered.
Tonk... Tonk...
With the unconscious Kaelen still hovering above his right shoulder, Charymos narrowed his eyes into the tunnel and saw a creature with a mane burning as bright as the embers of a furnace.
