The whispers of the Evil Eye echoed in the mind of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit.
"What did you perceive?" The levitating Earth Thought Evil Spirit suddenly opened its eyes, its chest heaving violently, the anger surging within, refusing to dissipate.
"Some kind of presence... is vibrating at a high frequency," said the Evil Eye, its pupils slightly constricting.
The Earth Thought Evil Spirit remained silent for a moment, then released its perception, its frenzied spiritual power sweeping like a tide around the Tower, yet finding nothing.
Scanning the battlefield with perception yielded no special discovery.
"What exactly is it?"
"A certain ancient and chaotic rhythm is echoing, its waves might tear apart our predetermined fate trajectory, and lead our destiny somewhere unknown..."
"Blabbering eyes, speak clearly, dammit!" Veins bulged on the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's forehead, its aura of black mist exploding outward.
