Ben narrowed his gaze, staring hard at the entrance. It was pitch black, so dark even his sharp vision couldn't pierce it. His instincts screamed danger.
'How the hell can I not sense anything even this close?'
It felt like standing at the gate of another world. A world that was hell itself.
[Host, don't you dare go in there. It reeks of daemon stench.]
Unfortunately, it was already too late. The massive skull structure began to move. It expanded, its size swelling until it loomed over the entire expedition team, then its jaw dropped, like a beast devouring its prey.
CHOMP!!!
In the blink of an eye, Ben found himself somewhere else entirely. The sky was a gloomy shade of red. The ground beneath his feet cracked and broken, littered with the massive bones of long-dead beasts.
He scanned the area, but there was no trace of the other Nephirid. It was like they'd vanished completely.
A familiar voice broke the silence.
"We're screwed," the knight muttered, appearing beside him.
