Genevieve watched in horror as her aunt's shadow stirred.
Then, a towering figure slowly rose from it, standing protectively behind Valentina.
It was completely black and seemed to be made entirely of shadows. Its figure was humanoid, but it looked more like a monster. Sharp claws extended from its hands, while its body was covered in what appeared to be natural armor. It radiated pure aggression and malice.
An aura of power so overwhelming that Genevieve found it difficult to breathe.
"Oy!" Valentina reprimanded her Shadow. "That's my niece there. You're scaring her."
In the blink of an eye, the suffocating aura vanished. Genevieve exhaled heavily. She hadn't even realized she was holding her breath. Her back was drenched in cold sweat. And her fingers were trembling.
Now that she stared at the shadowy monster behind her aunt, it looked so… docile.
"What is that?!" She couldn't help but blurt out, her hands gripping the armrest tightly.
