Ben narrowed his eyes and stared at the entrance.
It was pitch black, so dark that even his sharp vision could not see through it.
His instincts screamed danger.
'How can I not sense anything even this close?'
It felt like standing at the gate of another world.
A world that was nothing but hell.
[Host, don't you dare go in there. It reeks of daemon stench.]
It was already too late.
The massive skull structure began to move.
It expanded, swelling until it loomed over the entire expedition team.
Its jaw dropped like a beast devouring its prey.
CHOMP.
In the blink of an eye, Ben was somewhere else.
The sky above him was a gloomy red.
The ground under his feet was cracked and broken, scattered with the massive bones of long-dead beasts.
He scanned the area.
There was no trace of the other Nephirid.
It was as if they had vanished.
A familiar voice broke the silence.
"We're screwed," the knight said, appearing at his side.
Ben did not look at him.
