'Maxy… That darkness… I feel like it's my belly!'
Sylvester silently stared at the darkness in the tree. 'What? What do you mean? This portal is a similar spatial distortion as your belly? Chonky, are you a Demon?'
Miraj shook his head. 'I'm just a cat… But this darkness feels so… so normal.'
'You have wings, Chonky. A cat with wings isn't normal. And what do you mean by normal? Do you mean non-threatening?'
Miraj kept staring at the darkness in the shape of a door. His chubby face tilted every few seconds, confused and amused with what he was feeling. 'I don't know, Maxy. I don't have an answer.'
In the end, Sylvester decided to ignore it. He was going to enter it one way or another. 'We'll investigate it later. Perhaps it's just a spatial distortion, and you have a natural affinity with the Space Element.'
