The Black March is Upon Us

"This can't be good," Seven murmured as he started walking backward. However, his back collided against something like another person was there. When he turned around quickly, the woman was already behind him. Her hair was black, and she was in a yellow hanfu. Her hands were dainty and candle-like, and she was holding onto a red handkerchief.

"What are you supposed to be, huh?" Seven only braced himself. He knew that he would never escape this encounter. There was simply no way that this thing wouldn't kill him.

The woman raised her face hidden behind that curtain of a fringe. Her red lips then smiled… and opened. To Seven's surprise, the mouth… was actually the eye. A single huge black pupil stared into his face from the distance. All of a sudden, Seven fell to his knees as if his energy was being devoured.