The organ like a neck, Root of Death has none, let alone something like a throat.
Moreover, even if a throat existed, except for the Vortex System, no one else in this world would have such a large hand.
But this sense of fear is so vivid.
Premonition, or perhaps intuition, constantly warn, making it feel a chill akin to a nightmare, instinctively wanting to break free, yet unable to find where it is being held.
It can only keep struggling, twisting, as if entangled by an invisible ghost, wanting the unseen fearful thing to stay away.
It doesn't even know what it's truly afraid of.
"...Truly worthy of a beast, its intuition is indeed sharp."
