Dark Night City's City Center was far from bustling.
Towering black towers radiated faint, sacred halos, adorning all of Dark Night City with a soft glow.
In this Hell, where eternal Black Mist shrouded the sky, that meager light could never illuminate every corner of the city.
Beak-masked Night Doctors and strange creatures crossed the square.
Since their return from Curse City, several powerful Origins had taken up residence in Dark Night City. Though friendly, they still left the city's original inhabitants afraid to so much as breathe loudly.
After all, every so often, an enormous head would brazenly barrel down the streets, and everyone who encountered it gave it a wide berth.
And at that very moment...
In the market in central Dark Night City, crowded with "people" coming and going, the atmosphere was decidedly bizarre.
Even the great demons at the various stalls kept their voices low, not daring to speak loudly, while their eyes kept flicking toward the two figures strolling through the market.
"The Summoning Incantation has already been disseminated through various channels."
Sir Awen floated along with his cane, carefully correcting the manuscript in his hands as he mused:
"Though we've cast a wide net, it will still take quite some time for creatures across the various worlds to discover it. But once a single creature comes into contact with the incantation, we can use certain methods to directly influence their dreams and minds."
Beside him...
The Blood-Red Chains dragged along the ground, their unusually clear clinking ringing through the market beneath the Black Mist.
The girl the Colossus Brain had transformed into walked calmly along. The unstable blood aura of the Colossus and the Curse emanating from her made every creature around her give her a wide berth.
Sir Awen glanced at her and