6 cycles passed in a blink of an eye, the whispers that bugged Cetas growing in duration.
Before, he could only hear a word or two, but now.. The whispers spoke in two sentences or more.
Additionally, the Dread that he felt seemed to slowly grasp at his entire being.
His heart constantly stops, not with the help of the peculiar nature of the depths but rather, due to the intense feeling of Dread that he experienced.
It was akin to the feeling of suffocation, only much more lethal.
Nevertheless, Cetas continued to follow the direction of the whispers.
No longer can he summon his Zeal, as some unknown force merely vanished it in an instant.
So, Cetas was completely blind.
"████████████████████████████████████████"
Hearing the terrifying whispers, Cetas felt his temples itch.
But he paid it no mind, continuing to swim towards a new direction.
Am I getting closer?
No one can tell for sure. His sense of direction was already messed up.
Again, another cycle happened.
