The surging holy light was evidently unable to suppress these creatures that thrived in darkness, be they undead creatures or different magical beasts. The attention and interest they originally held for each other had now been replaced by Komer and his group. Countless gazes encircled Komer and his companions, like pincers and stings, like needles and thorns, cold and eerie, venomous and sinister, layered upon one another and enveloping the group, creating an oppressive atmosphere even experienced adventurers like Rebry and Mihailovich, who had long paraded through the Dark World, realized this was an exceedingly dangerous test. The slightest carelessness could spell ruin and death.