Rolando's brows shot up as he glared viciously at Sanders, disbelief in his eyes.
"You did this?" Rolando asked coldly.
Rolando could sense that his other personality seemed to have fallen asleep, but... such a simple Dream Entry Technique should have been easy to break free from. Why had he kept calling out to him inwardly, yet failed to awaken him?
An Entering Dreams spell of this level should not have produced such an effect.
Moreover, what shocked Rolando most was that he had clearly resisted Entering Dreams, so why had the other personality hidden deep within his sea of consciousness fallen for it instead?
This was truly bizarre!
"Didn't you watch me do it with your own eyes?" Sanders looked down at Rolando and turned to leave the cage. "I'm rather eager to see what your primary personality will confess in the dream."
Rolando's face darkened. "His thoughts and memories cannot be brought into the dream. Even if you imprison him there, it will only be a chaotic dream. You will get nothing."
"A chaotic dream, or a lucid dream—who knows?" Sanders paused and glanced sideways at him. "You seem to be losing your composure."
"It's useless, useless!" Rolando shouted viciously, clenching his fist hard enough for veins to bulge. Yet under the restraints of magic, he still could not move. He could only watch with venomous eyes as Sanders reached the edge of the Geometric Lock, closed his eyes... and entered the dream.
At the same moment, Angel received an abstruse spiritual revelation through the authority of the Dream Gate: "Attention, an external entity has entered the Dream Wilderness!"
Angel immediately realized that Sanders must have sent Rolando into the Dream Wilderness.
Borrowing the might of his authority, Angel's gaze seemed to cross layer upon layer of worlds,