The creature trembled violently beneath the countless blood tentacles restraining it.
Its distorted body no longer resembled anything stable. Crimson cracks spread across its form continuously, breaking apart before forcibly reforming again under Cain's blood mana. Blood foam dripped endlessly from its mouth while unstable emotional energy leaked from its consciousness in chaotic waves.
Yet despite everything—
Despite the torture.
Despite the agony.
Despite the fear overwhelming every part of its existence—
It still hesitated.
Its unstable mouth opened weakly.
"…I…"
The voice barely came out.
Broken.
Shaking.
"…I… can't…"
Cain's eyes narrowed immediately.
The underground space grew colder.
"…Can't?"
The creature convulsed weakly beneath the restraints.
"…I… can't explain…"
Silence followed.
A terrible silence.
Because the instant those words left the creature's mouth—
The blood currents surrounding the underground world stopped moving entirely.
Everything froze.
