Chapter 1575: Beginnings: The Fire Wolf

The corridor dissipated like smoke, revealing a floating room in a sea of fluctuating silvery space.

Varian sensed that he couldn't even jump. All his power was curtailed, at least he until he reached that room.

He had to walk on a shady bridge formed by tiny chips of condensed space. It was brittle, shaky and scary as hell.

Even though he faced dangers far, far greater than a simple bridgewalking, Varian couldn't stop his mind from shaking.

It was as if something bad was going to happen once he crossed the bridge. Something whispered in the corner of his mind that he would not like what would happen. And he'd regret his own decision.

Either undeterred or uncaring, Varian moved ahead.

When he stepped into the floating room, it transformed into a huge glass house, trapping him in.

Left or right, up or down, all he could see was reflections of himself staring back at him.