"Gasp! "
Veylith greedily drew breath as her trachea was finally freed from the Vampire's grip. Her body slammed on the ground and she drew yet another breath, the blue of her complexion faded, returning to her natural pale.
[!!]
But not even a second later, she was once again suffocating. Never before had she felt so much pressure, not even from Charymos.
Just who could it be, she wondered. Surely there was no one mightier than Charymos on this Floor.
Ah, perhaps the Ruler had descended? But why would he come here of all places, when even the swine from the First Floor look down upon it. Surely he would not dirty himself by coming to such a place.
"Argh..."
She grunted. And despite suffocating, her brain had a burning itch of curiosity, forcing her to strain her neck muscles in order to investigate the source of such power.
[!!]
