The moment the voice exploded inside his head, Leike's knees nearly buckled.
He gritted his teeth and held his ground.
The Rock Platform trembled faintly beneath his feet. Gray Mist surged in from every direction, pressing heavily against his skin. Above him, that enormous grayish-white eyeball still hung there, emotionless, simply watching him in silence.
Leike steadied his breathing and unclenched his fist.
Because Leike knew his situation perfectly well.
His Transcendence had been completely stripped away, his body compressed back into human form, and he could not sense a single one of the Swarm Insects. The Rock Platform was only three or four steps wide, with void on all sides. Moving was meaningless, shouting would bring no response, and struggling would only waste his strength.
And that voice had already spoken three times.
"Grant your wish."
The first time, it came from afar. The second, it drew closer. The third, it poured directly into his mind.
The Person on the Wall was urging him to speak.
Leike raised his head and stared at the half of a gigantic face within the Gray Mist, as well as the grayish-white eyeball that occupied the entire sky.
He had already recognized this place.
The memories the Swarm Insects had drawn from the mind of a Third Order Grey Covenant member showed that the Believer Transcendents received their orders here. They knelt on the Rock Platform before the head in the Gray Mist and accepted commands delivered by the Person on the Wall.
Now it was his turn.
The Person on the Wall had no intention of letting him go. At least, not before he spoke.
Leike made his judgment.
Rather than passively waiting for the other side's next move, he might as well probe first. If this thing could truly grant wishes,