[You have been caught within a Movement-Restricting Barrier: Spectral Stillness]
[All movement type skills have been disabled]
My eyes widened, the system notification burning into my vision like a cruel joke.
"The fuck…" I muttered under my breath, pulse spiking.
Across from me, one of the goblins stepped forward with a smug grin plastered across his scarred face.
"Chief was right," he said, his tone thick with mockery. "He said you'd come back the moment you realized what was happening. Told us to set the barrier so you wouldn't run."
For a second, I just stared at him—processing. Then the words sank in.
What?
He tilted his head, clearly enjoying himself. "Amon had his use after all, huh?"
My gaze sharpened instantly. "Amon?" I echoed, the name hitting harder than I wanted to admit.
The goblin's grin widened.
