As the figure looked down upon the trembling gorilla alongside all the other beasts who felt their instincts telling them to run, a bloodlust erupted out of it before a primordial voice that dropped an insurmountable pressure on everyone spoke out.
"What's wrong?" The deep and distorted voice asked with a tinge of mockery in its voice.
"Scared?" I asked, my eyes now penetrating through their very being and looking directly into the golden gorilla's soul.
Even though I had felt the presence of other people, due to my divine eyes being active throughout the whole time I had been on the battlefield, I did not realize that not only my grandmother, Throid, Gold, and Alan were here, but also Clara and my two brothers.