The moment Creed materialized back into existence, he immediately noticed the difference.
The new hallway he stood in was still painted in the same ominous deep blood red and endless black colors.
Only, this time everything was massive. The ceiling stretched at least fifteen meters high, the walls were so far apart that Creed could easily fit three cars side by side, and even the floors had a strange, almost polished shine to them, as if whatever passed through here either floated or stomped so hard that friction itself had given up.
Instantly, Creed's brain went into overdrive, analyzing the reasons behind this design. Bigger hallways meant bigger threats.
It wasn't just for aesthetic "evil villain base" points. It was practical. Larger hallways meant they expected bigger beasts, larger groups of beasts, and maybe even larger battles between candidates.
