Did time just restart?
Who was it?
Were they helping me?
Would they intervene again?
These were the only thoughts Klein's remaining consciousness could muster.
Suddenly, Broad Forehead withdrew his finger, then frowned slightly and looked to one side.
A figure had appeared at the doorway at some unknown point.
The figure wore a classical hooded robe and had a beautiful face devoid of expression. Her black eyes were dark and deep, yet lacked spirituality.
Broad Forehead—Amon—immediately shook his head and sighed. "Oh dear, sorry for the trouble of making you come here in person. How embarrassing."
A glimmer appeared in the eyes on that beautiful face.
"All right, I'm leaving. I'm leaving right now."
Amon raised both hands and took two steps back, then abruptly vanished.
In an instant, Klein regained control of his body, but he did not relax in the slightest. The woman simply standing before him exerted even greater pressure on him than he had felt while being replaced just now.
His heart pounded as he looked at the woman in the classical robe, unsure whether he should thank her.
Just then, the corners of the woman's mouth slowly moved, curling upward into a smile.
Klein was stunned.
Before he could recover, the figure faded in an instant and disappeared.
"I'm saved?"
His legs went weak, and he staggered back several steps.
Who exactly was that Broad Forehead? What did he mean by "Found you" when he appeared? Was he really after me... no, was he after what's above the gray fog? What exactly is up there, and why would it attract the covetous attention of someone so terrifying?
*And who was that woman who came afterward? She scared off that Broad Forehead just by showing up... why would someone like her help me? And... who