Looking at the undead scattered throughout the castle, Little Sam tried to brace himself to stand up but his actions softened, and with a thud, he fell again, his feet rubbing backward trying to get away from the castle.
However, Little Sam hadn't retreated far before he stopped.
It wasn't by choice, but he felt several malicious gazes upon him.
As a mortal who had never had a transcendent experience before, Little Sam discovered for the first time that malicious eyes could exert a sense of power... His hands and feet seemed shackled, and even a slight movement brought a chilling horror over his spine.
As Little Sam's face turned pale and his body trembled, Angel's voice reached his ears.
"Undead naturally suppress humans with weak vitality," Angel said as he walked to Little Sam's side: "Your vitality isn't weak, but you're too young, still completely restrained by the undead."
While explaining it to Little Sam, Angel intercepted the undead gazes directed at Sam.
