The Death Sun floated back, his eyes now brimming with a dark energy. He was like a shadow given form, a void that swallowed light. He turned to me, his expression a grotesque mixture of mockery and triumph. "Now, Shen Bao," he said, his voice dripping with venomous glee. "The crystal. It is all I need to open the gate."
I hesitated for the briefest of moments, every instinct in me screaming not to give it to him. But we were cornered, and the Walkers were a threat we couldn't ignore. "Giving you the crystal while you just betrayed your ally, trusting you into keeping a promise is pretty dumb now, isn't it?" My voice held an edge of defiance, but inside, fear gnawed at my resolve.
"Fool," the Death Sun hissed. "All I need is to leave. I want to see a different world that lies right behind this gate. I've worked hard to achieve it; don't test my already waning patience, Shen Bao."