บท 24: A DISCENT INTO NIGHTMARES

The man's laughter sliced through the air like shards of ice, each mocking chuckle a chilling testament to his sadistic pleasure. His voice dripped with a venomous delight, savoring the moment of their vulnerability. The sound echoed, reverberating with a bone-chilling resonance that seemed to freeze the very marrow in their bones.

As his sinister musing hung in the air, a frigid breeze seemed to gust through the desolate chamber, carrying with it a haunting whisper that sent shivers down their spines. The malevolence in his gaze pierced through the darkness, a piercing stare that bore into their souls, stripping away any illusions of safety or triumph.

"You were so sure of your power, so confident in your abilities," he sneered, his voice a serrated blade that sliced through their resolve. "But look at you now, stripped of your stigmata, nothing more than feeble insects scurrying in the shadows."