Mr. Green and Shade nodded together, but neither repeated it. Shade turned, took a deep breath, gripped the cold door handle, and pulled the entire door open before the three of them.
Behind the door were stone steps. At the end of the steps was not an empty basement, but a narrow Brick Corridor. Torches were set into the walls, and mist that did not exist on Dream Island spread through the corridor, preventing them from seeing what lay at its end.
As their gazes fell upon it, the torches along both sides of the corridor lit up one after another, from near to far, turning the mist orange. But the unseen torches in the distance swiftly became crimson, and from far to near, every torch turned red, bathing the entire underground corridor in scarlet.
This time, no warning from the Demon appeared. The Demon's power revealed itself directly and beyond all doubt.
Shade did not move. The Doctor grabbed Soren Green and turned to run, while crimson mist had already spread from beneath Shade's feet, chasing after the fleeing pair as it seeped across the entire island in the dream.
The dream was being further invaded by a strange power. Shade stood alone at the basement entrance as though covering his companions' retreat. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he saw a man tossing a black cube as he walked toward him through the crimson mist, his unhurried voice carrying a peculiar charm:
"You know perfectly well that you cannot enter the depths of this corridor, so why have you broken in again? I know you, pure and powerful soul. Have you forgotten my warning from last time?" (Demon Language)
Shade reached into the air and pulled out the Night Watchman. The bright yellow runes of Clear Heart, Demon-Slaying Sword lit