Black mist was escaping from the woman's body, while her breathing sounded deep, like that of a very overweight person.
But a few moments after Minos stood there, she changed her breathing rate, raising her head a little.
Minos saw this clearly, feeling as if she was looking at him through the black bag she had around her face.
"Minos." A mischievous, ancient voice reached his ears, making him flinch.
Feeling someone do the same thing he had already done to several others was not pleasant. Minos felt a shiver run through his body, which now no longer resembled that of the old man he had murdered earlier.
"Do you know me?" He asked as he took the first step forward.