Rex stood before a thicker darkness.
He was alone. Or at least, he looked like he was alone, but he's not.
Behind him, hidden within the winding dark smoke of the Black Rift were dozens of shadowy figures. Shade Crawlers. Each one of them was standing behind him. Alert. Ready. Anything that tries to lay a hand on Rex would be torn to pieces.
And right now, their alertness was more profound than normal.
It was because of what they were facing right now.
"New monarch," Rex called into the void, eyes glowing red. "I've come to bargain."
No answer.
Almost like there was nothing beyond the darkness.
But the System said otherwise.
Rex extended his arm and summoned a blinding purple light in his hand. It blitzes with purple lightning. Tantalizing enough to make even the Black Rift swirl like a ball of gas around it. The fragrant smell coming from it could be smelled in a ten-mile radius.
Everything within that radius would no doubt be attracted to it.
