*huff*
*huff*
A splash of black ichor soon coated the rocky earth beneath the figure's feet. The figure spoke with deep grit and indignation.
"No! I cannot fall here! I WILL NOT FALL HERE!"
Just then, a group of shadowy figures appeared in the distance. They had seemingly caught sight of their target and all rushed forth with unimaginable speed towards the figure on its knees.
The approach of the shadowy figures did not escape the notice of the figure. It grasped a shimmering crystal necklace that was wrapped around its neck and looked at it fondly.
"My love,
*spews some more black ichor on the floor but does not take its eyes off the pendant*
I hope that you have found refuge. These damnable bastards will not get away with what they have done. To us...to our family. So long as I live, I swear to find you again.
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*ssssCCrrrAAckkk*
