Though Richard had the chance to access this space since his evolution,
he remained skeptical and wary. But in light of an unfathomable threat like the Fifth Finger, he no longer had a choice.
He either engaged in a sure-loss battle or took a chance at fate — and he did.
Alfred frowned as he gazed at the dull silhouette of Richard. Something was wrong...
His eyes glinted warily. He could feel a choking amount of divine matter dwelling in the depths of this man's soul. He couldn't sense it previously, but now that Richard had entered this strange trance-like state, it became obvious.
Alfred's expression turned grim. There was a scary existence taking refuge in that fragile soul.
There's something wrong with this plane. It's not as simple as Master thinks it to be... He grimly gazed at the scaled form of Kraig and Richard. These two were such anomalies that even if you scoured through most great ether planes, you wouldn't find any like them.
