The Forgotten Sense

In some ways, monsters and humans were strongly similar - they could change their minds and attack at any moment, all it took was a good reason for a rapid change and the four-pointed rune was more than worthy of one.

'Oh, so the battle can't be avoided then? Well, it was long overdue, but what is this rune? It has something to do with the Outer Artifact of this place.'

The Dark Walkers' skinny hands gripped Adam's coat, going to tear him apart, unwilling to accept that Phantom could take their treasure.

They weren't the only ones, a multitude of Dark Walkers ran at Adam's side, some down the passageways and some out of the walls through clots of darkness.

There were many, dozens of them, and it was unknown how many more lurked in the corners of the massive fortress.

Yet, this was not an opponent they stood any chance against.