"Tell me, who are you?"
The moment those words left her lips, the world around me started to distort.
Despite sitting on the cot, I was suddenly blasted by blood from all around. My back tingled with a shivering chill, and a disgusting feeling gave me goosebumps, making my legs tremble.
A nauseous, fishy smell assaulted me, making my mind hazy. Holding my gasps, I raised my chin to look at the blood-drenched face of a demoness glaring daggers at me.
Wake up... All of this is an illusion... She's just testing me.
Still, I couldn't help but quiver because all of this was just her releasing her aura, which might not even amount to 1% of her power.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and relaxed my body. Then, as I opened my eyes, I saw the bloody facade slowly subside.
I looked at her with a piercing gaze and knew that she didn't want to hear any nonsense. She doesn't kill unnecessarily, but that doesn't mean she won't beat and torture me.
