A scene that would seem strange and incomprehensible in the eyes of a mortal was occurring in a dimension whose entrance was that of a well.
Hanging upside down in the air with his arms stretched to the side was Archmage Kael.
No.
An entity that was occupying the body of Archmage Kael.
Beneath the Archmage was a throne that was drenched in a pool of black blood, and if one was perceptive enough, they would realize that the black blood was slowly being absorbed by the throne.
Approximately three hundred meters away was Corey slowly getting to his feet as the blood oozing from his injuries and the burns he sustained visibly reduced.
"How strange."
The entity spoke with his tone being extremely similar to Corey's, and this irked Corey in so many ways.
Corey said nothing in response, and he calmly gazed at the entity with a calculating glint in his eyes.
"Hmm. Yes. How strange."
