Colosseum (6)
I fell to my knees, my hands gripping the pitch-black floor as I saw my life flash before my eyes.
And then, the sound of a single bell ringing across the endless void surrounding me dispersed through my ears, breaking the migraine and allowing me to look up, my body sweating bullets.
"Huh?" I gripped my eyes and then rubbed them as a massive card, probably about triple the size of me, floated in the abyss gracefully and gently. "A… tarot card?"
Its signature blue with a star design was immediately recognizable, but upon closer inspection, I noticed an almost demonic face sprawling across it.
It sent shivers down my spine, and my body, already sweating like I had just gotten out of a sauna, froze up.
"What do you want?" I glared at the card, attempting to keep a powerful presence up, but seeing how the thing just wouldn't stop smiling, I couldn't help but drop the act.