I hold my sword in front of me, but I can’t see where the sound is coming from.
“Barquan?” I say into the blackness.
“At your service,” says the deep, distorted voice. It's so inhuman, so disturbing that my entire body is covered in goosebumps. The bile bubbles up in my throat as I remember what I've done. I left him here in that fit of vengeful anger.
Oh, s**t.
"Ah," breathes the distorted, disembodied voice, "You don't even realize how evil you truly are inside, do you?"
I want to vomit with every word this cursed creature says. What have I done?
I can't let him see how scared and confused I am right now, I have to try to intimidate him. I flap my wings violently and a burst of angelic glow explodes from my body. “ENOUGH!” I roar, “Enough with your games. We are here for answers,
