It was a much longer and a more complex spell than the one to become younger.
The sweat flowed like pearls from the man’s forehead and his face was distorted in pain.
The air was trembling, the flame of the lantern left outside of the room suddenly died.
And in the place that kept the silence till now, a sound like stringing a bow echoed.
The darkness dominating the lightless place wriggled as if it had a conscience and it slowly took form.
That shadow still stayed dark in the darkness without light and started to take a clear shape…
And it made a voice like a bell sound.
「…….The one who called me is, you?」