Cain tensed up.
Although he couldn't sense any killing intent coming from above, he could tell whatever it was coming after them had no intentions to talk.
'Still... It isn't a Devil, or is it a mutant creature, or even an Aether Beast. This is rather peculiar.'
A moment later, the ceiling to the underground shelter was pulled right off, revealing the rest of the house.
It was dark.
There was nothing there.
Cain felt his heart speed up.
An eerie air settled around them.
There was definitely something up there.
But it refused to show itself.
Instead, it was just lurking.
Quietly.
There was not even the sound of breathing.
A bead of sweat rolled down his face. His grip tightened and his muscles tensed up.
Then he felt it.
"Move!"
Shoving Julio to the side, he brought his sword up just in time to block a thick golden whip of chains.
'Hm?'
