Lion Heart Royal City, underground prison.
Sigma walked slowly through the dark, deep corridor, holding a candlestick.
The weak flame could not dispel the bone-chilling cold, and the floor was already covered with a thick layer of blood plasma, with countless shadowy contours writhing and shuttling through it.
Squeak squeak squeak...
Fist-sized shapes emerged one after another in crimson, the rat swarm with their heads covered in numerous eyeballs was restless, they stared at the living creature before them, their eyes filled with malice and hunger.
Sigma's expression remained unchanged, his steps steady, as if surrounded by an invisible 'repulsion field,' which kept the filthy blood plasma and hungry rat swarm entirely separated by an invisible barrier.
"Deprivation of soul... blood sacrifice to the abyss..."
Religious fervent murmurs hovered deep within the shadowy corridor.
