Enter The Labyrinth! (2)

An immaculate carving proudly stood before the five pairs of eyes of the group.

It was the image of an extremely muscular man with his arms outstretched and his hands forming fists that exuded a powerful presence even from the image.

Wild hair that was spread out to the very top of the boundary of the gate as if blown by an untamed wind could be seen, at the front of his head, a solemn face with eyes that were closed shut, a button nose and ideal lips; everything was greatly detailed, giving off the impression of a seasoned and calm warrior. 

Yet, behind this gorgeous image, a contrasting one could be seen, floating above it as if to portray that this was the true self behind the facade depicted at the forefront.

A malicious grin that spreads from ear to ear upon a face similar to the one of the man at the forefront was apparent. Open eyes that look like they belonged to a devil gazed down at something that was within the individual's hands.