"....!"
A pair of white eyes glowed within the darkness.
As the coral embedded in their necks pulsed with a faint red glow, the white eyes came into focus, part of a twisted silhouette hanging just above. A person, their body grotesquely contorted and mangled, was fused to the ceiling of the corridor, limbs bent at different angles.
'Crap!'
An'as was the first one to move as he hastily moved back, pushing his back towards the entrance of the temple.
His figure was fast as he moved, covering several meters at once.
'Wait, there's no need to panic just yet.'
Lazarus's voice brought An'as out of his panic. It was only then that he stopped and realized that the body was not moving.
'Eh...?'
'Come and take a closer look.'
Lazarus pointed at the body above.
'The body isn't one of those hollowed. No, maybe it is... but it looks like it had fought someone beforehand and the result was it getting smashed towards the top of the tunnel.'
'Oh, you're right.'
