Villain Ch 1610. The Glass Maw [Part 1]
It was new.
A robed figure. No face. One arm reaching skyward, the other buried in its chest. And it was glowing faintly.
"…That wasn't here before," Bella said slowly.
"Definitely not," Shea added. "And this platform… it feels like a waiting room."
"No," Allen said softly, eyes narrowing.
"This feels like a trap."
The hum beneath their feet pulsed again—twice, sharper this time. As if the dungeon was... breathing.
They moved as a unit, slowly approaching the statue in the center. Allen led. Behind him, the others spread out in a crescent, eyes scanning the crystal cathedral's shifting air.
The statue didn't change. Still faceless. One hand raised to the sky, the other sunk deep into its chest. But as Allen got within ten feet of it, a ripple shot through the glass floor—like a sonar pulse—and the air around the statue shimmered.
"Something's activating," Bella said, her tails bristling.
