Chapter 134: Mid-Term [9]
The white light of the system purge faded, leaving behind a silence so profound it was almost deafening.
The chaotic shriek of the vortex, the psychic screams of a hundred terrified minds, the demonic laughter of Derisu Vengraud's phantom—all of it was gone.
I stood in the center of the now-tranquil chamber, my virtual body trembling with an exhaustion that felt bone-deep and chillingly real.
My mind felt scoured, raw, as if I had sprinted a marathon through a landscape of nightmares. Every neuron screamed in protest.
Across the room, my teammates stared, their faces a mixture of awe, confusion, and stark terror.
Alex's shield was still raised, though his arms shook. Seraphina had an arrow nocked, her aim fixed on the spot where the vortex had been.
Kaelen's Holy Ward still pulsed around them, a golden sanctuary in a room that no longer held a threat
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"Michael…?" Alex's voice was a hoarse whisper, breaking the silence.
"What… what was that?"
