"There is no need to be frightened; we can't harm each other here. You were brought here by someone close to you." The man snickered as he sat on the throne.
'Catalina!'
Shocked, Cristian found out his thoughts were revealed, like he was speaking out loud. "Catalina... yes, and she did a nice job." The man burst into laughter, only for Cristian to appear before him.
Bam!
Slamming his fist into the metal throne, he hissed. "You're lying."
"So what? I already have a name, don't I?" The man chuckled, then a blast shot Cristian to the other end, which was over a hundred meters.
Turning, Cristian could see a female in a black hood; she was outside this barrier where both he and the undead man stood.
No doubt, she was the woman who summoned his soul here.