With what little strength remained, Hayne grasped Seiya's clothes, his fingers trembling as his wide eyes remained locked on Seiya who continued advancing casually like he couldn't sense the ominous presence surrounding them.
Or… could he truly not sense it? Hayne wondered, recalling his uncle's words about Seiya having no presence. Could that anomaly affect his ability to perceive others' spiritual presence as well? Including one so dark that it even left him paralyzed?
As they ventured deeper into the cavern's darkness, the malignant energy only grew denser, pressing down on Hayne's chest and making it hard for him to breathe—each one a struggle.
They soon advanced into a spacious chamber, illuminated by the flickering glow of wooden torches—its brightness, a stark contrast to the darkness they had been navigating a while ago.