'I died...'
It wasn't hard to figure out this part. Staring at the head that was lying on the ground in front of me, I held onto my stomach and tried my best to keep myself from letting the contents within my stomach spill out.
"You have two lives left."
Owl-Mighty's cold voice echoed in the distance.
".....Don't waste them."
I could only swallow my breath at its words.
'I...'
Easier said than done. How could I not waste them when I was suddenly trusted into this hellish situation? I didn't know how to fight, I didn't know what was going on, I... didn't know anything.
I felt a sense of frustration build up from within me as I started to think about my circumstances.
And yet, I couldn't complain.
The situation was like this, and I had no choice but to adapt.
"Hoo."
I took a deep breath and looked back.
That was when my eyes finally laid on what stood behind the large door.