A Lesson in Rune Magic
The voice sounded eerie, like thousands of trapped souls screaming in unison. Karsha felt a chill creep down his spine but kept his composure. Instantly, he was on high alert. The being staring at him wasn't ordinary. Karsha couldn't gauge his cultivation level, and even with his third eye active, he couldn't discern anything about the man—no weaknesses, no intentions, nothing.
It was like staring into a vast, empty void. Karsha could tell this guy was way out of his league, so he didn't even think about acting hostile. "Indeed, I find it fascinating," Karsha replied, trying to answer the question, making the figure in glasses smile.