Arthur stood before the second gate, the stone frame looming over him like the jaws of some ancient beast.
From behind the door, inhuman screams and guttural roars echoed—long, drawn-out wails and furious snarls colliding into a single, hellish chorus. The sound crawled across his skin, raising the hairs on the back of his neck.
He didn't need his system to tell him.
Whatever was sealed in there was horrible.
Deadly.
The kind of thing sane people never wanted to meet.
'Of course,' Arthur thought dryly. 'Why wouldn't it be something like this?'
Then, without warning, a voice that belonged to no one in the corridor rang out.
Calm.
Emotionless.
It was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.
{ The trial to find the saviour will begin in five minutes. }
The words echoed through the stone, vibrating in Arthur's bones.
Both Arthur and Sakura heard it.
Somewhere beyond the first gate, Sakura lifted her head.
Arthur tried to step back on instinct.
