Sunny shuddered.
The voice he heard… was not his own. It sounded pleasant and calm, and seemed to have come from the darkness of the Sky Below itself.
'...Have I finally lost it?'
His first thought was that he had gone crazy again and was now hearing things.
His second thought was much less comforting…
'Damnation!'
Had he summoned some unholy titan from the depths of the Sky Below, after all?!
Sunny outstretched one hand, ready to manifest the Cruel Sight, but then hesitated.
If the owner of the voice was not a figment of his imagination, but some harrowing being of the void, was it really wise to agitate it? Would the silver blade even do anything against it?
'Calm down. Calm down. Maybe you just imagined the whole thing…'
As if to answer his thoughts, the void laughed softly.
"Ah, my apologies. I seem to have startled you."
Sunny gulped.
