C92 Red Flame Lotus!

"Huh!"

A sudden gust of cold wind swept through, parting the curtains of the felt tent and causing Zosima to shudder violently.

"What's happening?" Merak's expression faltered, sensing something eerie about the breeze.

"Eightfold Magic, Eternal Slumber!"

Out of nowhere, a voice as cold and unfeeling as a demon emerging from the depths of hell resounded