Finally, it stirred from its pose, its head slowly turning in his direction.
A pair of crimson and dark light illuminated White, whose soul instantly froze at the sight of its eyes.
Its left eye was completely dark.
So dark, even in this darkness, it still appeared darker, and the sensation it gave him was like staring into a bottomless abyss.
The right eye, on the other hand, was full crimson, giving the sensation of a tumultuous sea of blood.
"Tell me..."
He said, his massive claws reaching for White, who felt the void around him being crushed to nothing.
The chains rattled harder, trying to force the approaching claws to a stop.
"Tell me... or I'll rip it out from your very soul."
"Supernaturals."
White responded, and the claw froze a couple of meters away from him.
The void continuously cracked even under those unmoving claws, seemingly unable to contain the might in them.
"My world is in a fight with Supernaturals."
"What do they look like?"
The Otherworlder asked.
