Ronan seemed to smell a faint hint of blood; it was emanating from that blood-colored giant egg.
His mind flashed with many inspirations, as if he had caught onto something, but before he could think deeply...
"Crack—"
The crisp sound of cracking echoed in his ears again.
This time Ronan heard it clearly; the sound was coming from the ice layer beneath, and he could even see, that dark red egg-shaped object, its surface showing white cracks.
"Is the eggshell about to break?"
Ronan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of unease emerged in his heart without reason.
He began to back away, Demon Nightmare Tungsten Steel flowing out from beneath his Magic Robe, forming a spiked cone shape, spinning wildly, breaking through the layers of new ice, reopening the path from whence he came.
"Crack crack—"
However, the sound of the dark red giant egg cracking grew louder and faster... it seemed like something was about to burst out from inside at any moment.
