All of them looked somewhat reluctant to do so. And honestly... who wouldn't be?
Ishiki was sure that no sane creature would willingly hurl itself into that maw. They all seemed happy looking at the prey coming to them on their own.
But there was no other option. It was a choice between how they wanted to die.
And to Ishiki's discomfort... dying by the hands of the lord seemed very swift and less brutal... even then he had chosen to run.
Maybe because of the simple fact that the survival instinct was irrational. It whispered that there was a chance, however infinitesimal that they might survive inside the forest but there was nothing but end here.
As if synchronizing with his thoughts, the temple shuddered again, sending tremors through the ground.
'Holy hell... this is the second time... fucking second time. I am never entering another temple. Ever.'
