Chapitre 415: Trap of Memories

The moonlight shone, while the stars glowed, as trails of blood flowed through the air.

Slash!

The black sword moved, slashing through flesh and bone.

Slash!

The silence of the night slowly engulfed the screams.

Slash!

In the dark night, a pair of crimson-red eyes shone brighter than any blood they had beheld before.

"Where am I?"

He asked, his eyes feeling heavy as they closed.

Suddenly, the scenery changed, and the man with the crimson eyes found himself on his knees, staring at the pool of blood below him.

Slowly the pool of blood started rising, as Asher was engulfed in it, as he opened his eyes looking at the empty sky.

Slowly hands made of bones started rising from the pool of blood reaching out for Asher's neck as they grabbed it.

Asher's eyes were fixed on the empty sky, but an image started forming.

Thump!

Thump!