Blurred shadows sway.
The robe, like a veil, covers the outline.
The fluorite chunk emits a faint glow, unable to reach the boundaries, only dispelling the darkness surging around,
A hyena with a human face crawls at his feet, trembling.
In the darkness, there seems to be outlines more solid than black, not human in shape, massive, silhouettes that remind Lu Li of Inner World projections seen with low Sanity Value.
This place is filled with anomalies as powerful as the giant mannequin.
Lu Li holds the fluorite in his palm, lowers his head, hiding his face in the shadows, and walks slowly.
His hood bulges abnormally, the big sister hides inside, clutching Lu Li's hair, not daring to make a sound.
It seems that the beings deep in the old sewer didn't approach because they disguised as heretics.
But after walking some distance, the surrounding gloom suddenly flickers mottled, like photographs being developed, new contours replacing old scenes.
