In the dim, abandoned house, Hao Ren and "Roll" held their breath and stayed alert to every movement around them. The long-neglected house was poorly lit, with blackened walls and windows blocked by piles of debris, making the interior seem exceptionally eerie. Yet the sunlight pouring down from the roof into the center of the hall did little to brighten the room—perhaps it was only an illusion, but Hao Ren even felt that beam of sunlight was weakening. Its light was confined to a small area, while outside the beam, heavy shadows spread from the darkness and swallowed every detail in the room.
After lying dormant for several minutes, the lingering chill gathered again. Hao Ren widened his eyes and searched all around, but still couldn't see the attacker. His opponent seemed to be a completely invisible enemy—without form or sound, whose presence could only be sensed through something approaching a sixth sense. Hao Ren didn't know why he was being watched so intently even on Earth, but he had already experienced plenty of battles. After confirming that his Rigid Shield worked just as well against this mysterious attacker, he steadied himself and pulled a silver-white spear from his personal space.
The plasma blade at the spearhead crackled with sparks, illuminating only a tiny area around it. Hao Ren immediately sensed that something was wrong with the blade. Its light was visibly compressed. The weakening of the light wasn't an illusion—there really was something in the room devouring it.
"Roll" carefully pulled her tail out from under her clothes. She thought they might be about to fight, so she had to make sure she was in peak condition. She widened her eyes and searched the darkness, constantly making threatening sounds in her throat. Cat Girl's combat ability wasn't as good