How could such a huge creature have been hanging on the ceiling without me noticing!?
In that moment, Leon doubted his own perception, wondering if he was useless, otherwise how could he not detect the enemy's presence?
Especially since the aura emanating from this creature was significantly stronger than Bordeaux, how could it be missed!
The large doors of the cathedral were closed, symbolizing a fight to the death as white mist crept across the walls, making it impossible to leave until he either defeated the enemy or was defeated himself.
As the massive body of the Dancing Lady of the Cold Valley, even larger than Bordeaux from the Cold Valley, slowly rose from the ground, radiating a deadly menace in a manner akin to a wild animal's crouching and preparing to strike, Leon felt oppression once again, reminiscent of not being the Ember King, Great Rune holder, King's Soul bearer, or a known Boss Monster.
