A chill ran up Daniel's spine. This time, it wasn't just fear, his entire existence was screaming.
Something inside him, deeper than instinct, deeper than terror itself, kept warning him that if he made even a single wrong move, there would be nothing left to come back from.
His gaze was locked on that old demon. There was no visible aura. No burst of power. But the space around him… was heavy.
It felt like reality didn't dare breathe. In fact, the entire space bent just from his presence alone. It wouldn't be wrong to say this old demon might be the most powerful being Daniel had ever seen up close.
'No chance at all.' The thought formed instantly, without any resistance.
He didn't need to think about it. Against this old demon, he had absolutely no chance of winning. In fact, the moment he made the slightest movement, he would be killed.
And the funniest part was that he was literally frozen in place and couldn't move at all.
