When Lis first laid eyes on that Sea of Blood, the sense of attraction he felt intensified greatly.
However, after previously combating that kind of pull, both Lis's body and spirit had begun to acclimate to its influence.
At the same time, Lis always left himself some margin, never pushing himself to the limit.
Thus, even when faced with the much stronger attraction, though his resolve wavered slightly, he didn't lose control over himself.
Nonetheless, Lis's astonishment didn't lessen in the slightest.
He was clearly just inside a castle, yet how could he have passed through a strange cave and emerged by a bizarre Sea of Blood?
It was almost like something out of a fairy tale.
Of course, this fairy tale's setting wasn't some peaceful and serene Forest.
Whether it was the castle shrouded in Blood Fog or the clearly malevolent Sea of Blood before him, neither were safe places.
Of course, for Lis right now, mere danger wouldn't make him back down.
