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CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
Black Tentacles chased Celes and Nia as they clashed into the ground, barely being evaded by the nimble boy and his healed mother.
"Come here you damn brat!" Roared the old man. "I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!"
The old Vampire grossly walked with his many tentacles, chasing mother and son. Celes had managed to cut through his tentacles with his magic, but had suddenly lost his concentration due to fear, and he and his mother started running away.
However, no matter how far they ran away, the environment, a pitch-black darkness, never changed, everything was completely dark, and it felt like they were not even running anywhere, always, and constantly going back to the same starting point.
"W-Why is not changing?! It feels like we're always coming back to the same point…" Nia gasped for air.
