Yatagarasu Kensumi admonished.
Roger nodded, his face hidden in the dark recesses of his hood.
"Let's go!"
He stepped forward, and the structures surrounding the Black Tower seemed to phase through him like an illusion, carrying with it the familiar scent of decay. Roger knew he had returned to the Land of Eternal Darkness.
As he distanced himself, the inverted Black Tower gradually became more ethereal until it disappeared.
"Won't someone destroy this place?" Roger asked curiously.
Yatagarasu Kensumi shook his head, "It is neither here nor there. I open the passage, and others cannot find it."
"Incredible Onmyoji techniques," Roger couldn't help but marvel.
"Who created such powerful Onmyoji techniques?"
"To tell the truth, I am also not sure. It seems that these techniques have existed since the beginning."
Yatagarasu Kensumi replied offhandedly before he lifted his head, apparently attempting to discern the direction.
