The man with red wings

After navigating the maze for an exhaustingly long time, Michael saw Sabrina's pace slowing down. She breathed heavily while occasionally massaging her ankles. They could have flown, but Michael wanted to preserve his energy to fight if the skinless creatures ambushed them suddenly.

"Let's rest here," Michael looked around before halting his steps. Sabrina heaved a sigh of relief as she was waiting for him to stop. She quickly sat on the ground as Michael took out a stack of firewood from his system storage.

The shadow realm was void of colors but not void of coldness. So Michael placed the firewood between them and lit the firewood by sending a tiny bolt of lightning from his finger.

Michael sat before the fire placing his two swords on the ground beside him. Sabrina hadn't spoken a word to her since she failed to kill the skinless creatures.

Sabrina gawked at him in the corner of her eyes to see Ghost staring at the blank black sky above them.