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Max exploded like a pimple just as Gibby appeared with his mouth wide open.
Glancing back at the ever-expanding monochrome field, he didn't need a soothsayer to tell him what would happen if he got hit.
Thus, he immediately leaped forward.
Meanwhile, inside his intestine, Max was writhing in pain from losing yet another Doppelganger.
It was painful enough to cause him to collapse while screaming.
It was a hellish experience, one he wasn't keen on experiencing anytime soon but he powered through.
No, he had to power through else he would die.
It was as simple as that.
"…I can't die just yet." Gritting his teeth, Max struggled to his feet with his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.
He couldn't give up now, especially when the finish line was so close.
Clasping his palms together, he attempted to recover before he began to weave hand signs in quick succession.
At this point, Gibby had made it to the cell Ariadne was in.
