He Is One of Them

...!

'I can't move!' Skullius thought as his eyes bulged, almost threatening to spill from his sockets.

He turned to look at the figure before him in shock.

This man's single word had caused him to stop immediately!

Furthermore, he had experienced a 1% in Doom Factor 2!

This guy's speech had caused that much damage?!

Why was his body listening to the man's words?!

And how in the world did he get here so fast?! Did he teleport?!

What did he want?!

Skullius' mind was jumbled with all these questions and he looked at the figure before him with barely veiled hate and apprehension.

Yet, at the back of his mind, he was caught by a strange thought.

This sensation. It was really familiar.

He had felt it before!

"Hmmm. Your soul just cracked quite a bit. It's especially fragile... and torn horribly. I wouldn't have had to be so rough if you didn't take off running," the figure before Skullius said.