Crimson Awakening. The Mirror of Weakness.

If anyone should ask Ethan what he was feeling now, all he would say was DREAD! The most potent form of dread he had ever felt in his whole 18 years of life. Even the gargoyle elders, the most powerful beings he has ever faced so far didn't produce this much dread. The being was dread personified!

But despite all the dread, he felt a familiarity with the being, like a long-lost friend. He had an idea of who that being might be, but he dared not voice it out. He couldn't see anything on the being except for its blood body and the ominous, glowing red eyes which unnerved him anytime he looked at them. Once again, this was dread personified.

Ethan stood frozen as the towering figure radiated an overwhelming presence of power and dread. The air around it seemed alive, pulsating with a rhythm that matched his own racing heartbeat. The words of the being echoed in his mind, heavy and oppressive.