True King, False King

Shi Mu examined the scene hidden behind the stone door, his eyes slightly twitching at the side.

This humanoid… thing had its four limbs nailed on the cross with green nails in a way that had completely stopped the man from moving at all. Blood streamed down in trails from the cross as it dripped and soaked the altar that supported it.

The grey figure in the middle of the trio seemed to be quite perturbed by the sight as well, although he managed to calm down soon enough.

"To be able to… trespass here… Who… are you people…" A weak but no less regal voice suddenly boomed and echoed around the room.

The grey figure seemed to have jumped, and even Shi Mu was shocked as his eyes quickly darted around the secret room until they finally landed back on the cross.

"Y-you're still alive!"

The grey figure too instantly found the source of that voice, boring his eyes through the grotesque mess nailed on the cross.