When those hands that passed through the wall embraced him and leaned back, Angel felt as if he had bid farewell to the light and fallen into the lightless deep sea.
All around was a silence shrouded in darkness.
Everything in the world was in silence, except for his body, which was continuously falling to the ocean floor like a whale fall.
And in this dark world, there was also a pressure similar to that of the deep sea, rendering Angel's body uncontrolled, restricting his spiritual power, and even the strength to turn his head to see who was embracing him vanished.
He could only let himself follow a guiding force, continually descending.
This feeling of being out of control in the darkness, Angel would have expected to be terrible. But unexpectedly, there were not many negative feelings in Angel's heart; instead, he felt very calm.
Even the tension from the earlier assault at the doorway was soothed by this boundless darkness, becoming tranquil and serene.
