Tsukuyomi's body stiffened, her fingers twitching against Chronos's skin.
Beads of sweat formed on her brow, and her breaths came in shallow, rapid gasps.
Internally, her luminous Hou-Ou flapped its wings with increasing desperation, each beat echoing her determination to delve deeper.
Yet, the dragon's presence bore down on her, a suffocating force, like chains made of shadows.
'Why can't I break through?'
She wondered, her thoughts slowly scattering like leaves in a tempest.
"ROARRRRR!!!"
The dragon roared again, each note filled with warning and defiance.
The sheer force of its cry sent ripples through not only the astral landscape but Tsukuyomi's ethereal Hou-Ou form, threatening to tear her consciousness apart.
A gnawing doubt crept in; Chronos's mental defenses were towering walls.
It's overwhelming might was unlike anything she'd ever faced.
