The last thing Zane wanted to die here in the middle of a dungeon, when he knew he was destined for things much greater.
He kept on struggling, the only thing that gave him the will to continue was hope he could only hope that he would find someone who was awake and would be willing to help him.
Each pull felt like an eternity, yet he still committed himself to the task.
'Finally...' Zane thought, as momentary relief washed over him.
He had arrived back at the beach, and to his luck, there were still people there.
He tried to open his mouth but no words came out, or more precisely, he didn't know if anything came out as he couldn't hear.
'Is that a monster?'
There was a being frolicking in the waves, he couldn't see clearly as the Null eyes required mana, even the passive state needed mana and he didn't have it.
His eyes had turned black.
They were not red like members of the Hachiman clan were supposed to have.