The circle of the magic formation at the center of the space suddenly lit up. The body that had been shattered into hundreds of pieces—Mr. Andersen seemed to respond to a summoning call. His blood and flesh glowed faintly, then, as if alive, began to roll and crawl toward the glowing circle.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The next instant, a bright crimson light flooded the entire cavern. It was as if even the rocks and earth could start bleeding at any moment. A guttural roar echoed clearly from outside, and the whole cave began to quake so violently that even Hermes couldn't stay on his feet.
He fell to the side, crashing into the rock wall—yet contrary to the pain he expected, the wall felt damp and soft. Rather than stone, it felt more like flesh.
At that moment, the wall began to ripple and writhe continuously.
