Cruel Choices

Darcel snapped his head around like clockwork. 

The voice that slinked into his ears had a special ethereal feeling about it, comparable to the ethereal voice he used to hear when his bloodline manifested to a new level.

And what Darcel's eyes saw truly did match the unidentifiable, ethereal voice. 

Hovering just a few feet above him was a mysterious figure in large gray robes.

If it wasn't for two shiny green dots that peered out of the figure hoodie, Darcel would've thought this was some kind of ghost. He couldn't spot any body like feature coming out of the gray robes.

There was only the eerie gray energy swirling out from where the figure's hands and legs should be. 

This hollow like figure was a bit creepy, in all honesty. 

Furthermore, compared to the room, this gray robe figure exudes a far more deadly chilling vibe.