Yet when his mental power rose to a certain level, a sudden sense of danger struck him.
Angel instinctively withdrew his mental power, but even so, a thread of it was left outside before he could pull it back. The intense stabbing pain left his mind in chaos.
Once he had recovered a little, he realized upon reflecting that the outside was permeated by violent, disordered energy. The moment his mental power had touched that energy earlier, something had gone wrong.
This energy was much like the chaotic energy from when Fafnir and Komodo had fought before, only far more frenzied.
"Could it be that Fafnir and Komodo have started fighting for real, and the energy has gone berserk along with them?" Angel wondered inwardly.
Though he did not know the reason, it seemed that leaving by this method would not be possible for the time being. Angel could only set the idea aside for now.
What worried him more was that, with the underground tunnel having collapsed, he could no longer be sure whether that pervasive energy would seep underground.
If it did seep underground, then he truly would have no way out.
Angel looked at the heaps of sand, dirt, and rocks before him. He did not dare move about carelessly now and could only sigh and shake his head.
Angel turned, intending to go back and take another look at where the door was. He could not stay trapped here forever.
When Angel turned around, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Yet he could not say exactly what was wrong. He simply felt that some detail seemed to have escaped his notice.
He walked step by step toward the end of the tunnel. His footsteps were light and slow, gentle and scattered, yet even so, they