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Northern didn't want to delay receiving a gift from an embodiment of darkness like this for too long.

With trembling hands, he outstretched his pale limbs and received the sword.

Then, without a word, the creature returned to where it was originally seated.

Northern could swear he didn't catch a glimpse of it moving. In fact, it looked like it had been seated there the whole time.

But Northern was sure the creature had come towards him – the sword was still in his hand, and his pores were widened, hair standing on end in alert.

Belatedly, as he looked at his hand, he noticed. A slight frown appeared on his face.

'When...?'

The chains that bound his legs and hands had dissolved into black sand.

Northern had no idea when this had happened; he was very sure the creature didn't come into contact with him in any way.