Leonard looked around again. The monsters were drooling as they lurked, but not one dared step across the boundary of the dance studio. Yet that was only on the surface.
Because they were still watching in silence, as if the very moment Leonard chose not to enter, they would leap forward and swallow him whole.
Looking back at the door, the golden patterns carved across it were now glowing with writhing crimson light, like countless veins pulsing and flowing, luring him to open it.
Leonard slowly raised his hand…
[God, whenever Leonard's alone like this, he feels completely different!]
[Goodbye to the cringing era, hahaha.]
[It feels like he just grew 20 centimeters taller. Standing straight really makes such a difference!]
[Cut his hair and he'd look even more handsome.]
[Open it open it open it! Time to reunite with my long-lost wife!]
[Scarlet? That's terrifying, haha.]
[Tch! What would you chickens know?!]
"Creak, creak!"
