The shadow's voice echoed through the chamber, its tone cold and commanding as it demanded, "Reveal yourself. Who are you?"
The voice that responded was calm and measured, yet carried an otherworldly resonance that sent shivers down their spines.
[Call me daddy, you sons of bitches.]
The old man's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling with disbelief and confusion. How could someone speak to a high-ranking entity from the other world with such disrespect? Even the shadow seemed baffled, its form shifting and writhing as it struggled to comprehend the audacity of the voice.
