Little by little, the goblin slid down from the wall. Some time later, he shook his head and opened his eyes. He seemed to have fainted from the impact just then.
Although he was intent on getting up, he suddenly noticed a figure standing right in front of him.
He raised his head instinctively and met a pair of eyes with a strange and evil glow in them.
What kind of eyes were they?
Deep, dark, with a tinge of purple. They gave off a noble gaze, as if the owner was above all living creatures.
The goblin immediately felt his consciousness being sucked into the pair of eyes. Indeed, he passed out.
Some time passed, although no one knew how much when the goblin woke up. He looked at the figure covered in purple-black mist and his expression changed. He felt troubled.
He could feel that he was being controlled. He couldn't offer any resistance and could only comply.