The whole environment seemed to darken more around Arthur as he continued to stare at Tytew, it was as if his whole body retreated from that man's presence, leaving only a cold sweat and trying to escape those strange ribbons that held him.
But his efforts were still insufficient and he was still trapped, until Tytew reached out and touched Arthur's forehead as he spoke.
"This is not mine, but it will do..."
His eyes turned yellow and Arthur's mind focused on that as if he was attracted, in an instant it was as if they were taken to another place where everything was completely black, but he could see.
All he saw was a totally different world filled with a black liquid that seemed to cover everything he saw, with the floor and ceiling without walls, appearing to be an infinite place, the liquids were dripping from top to bottom and from bottom to top. up as if the place were totally different from the world they were in before.
Arthur moved his arms and realized that he was no longer trapped, but he was unarmed and saw nothing else there besides the presence of Tytew who remained touching his forehead with a macabre smile on his face.
Realizing that, he soon clenched his teeth and jumped back, distancing himself from Tytew who didn't even react and just kept smiling.
The swordsman raised his fists in frustration and confusion as he looked around, but his eyes only saw that completely black and endless space.
"There's nowhere to run here, but don't worry, after we've confirmed what I want, we can go back and get this over with."
It was Tytew who spoke in a calm voice, but soon Arthur set his teeth as he kept his guard up and seeing that, the sewn man laughed in a mocking tone.
"A swordsman using his fists? What do you think you can do with it?"
Again clenching his teeth even harder, Arthur screamed.
"If you want to know something, face me."
The sentence made the smile disappear from Tytew's face briefly and in an instant Arthur widened his eyes when he realized the whole world changing around him, suddenly Tytew was in front of him, neither of them had moved, but somehow they were close.
Arthur jumped to retreat, but again the surroundings seemed to shrink and the jump made him stop in the same place, still close to Tytew.
"You're already trapped inside my dimension and you can't escape from here."
After the sentence, the sewn man raised his hand and Arthur looked confused, in the blink of an eye the swordsman was trapped by his arms, legs and neck, black ribbons grabbed him and kept him in the air, still in reach of Tytew who now faced seriously.
Soon after, the sewn man raised his hands towards Arthur who tried to move, but it was in vain.
His whole body was immobilized by those black ribbons while the one around his neck was suffocating him, all he could see was Tytew's hand coming closer until it grabbed his face at eye level.
Arthur clenched his teeth and tried to resist, but as soon as the hand touched him, his sight cleared and thoughts in his mind began to flow.
His life images raced in front of his eyes and while Tytew still held the swordsman, he questioned.
"Who are you?"
And at that moment images passed in his mind, since the first day he met Chris as children, both had a more childish aspect and presented themselves with a smile on their faces.
While the images continued showing fights that both had, their techniques and learnings, until their last fight before their village was destroyed, soon after came the question.
"Where did they come from?"
In the next moment it showed the image that Arthur had of the village, its paths, houses and residents, but soon after came the image of the village being burned and Tytew, still with yellow eyes, showed an expression of doubt.
The sewn man's mind wandered as he saw the young swordsman being suffocated by the black ribbons while he couldn't resist, the image made him smile for a brief moment, but then he spoke.
"Who sent you here?"
And then came the image of the lady in green that appeared in his mind, moments and even the voice making the request and hearing that, Tytew frowned, changing his expression to confusion added to the disgust that was shown on his face.
Before he realized it, Arthur was being held only by other tapes and without being suffocated anymore, he moved and felt a weight lifting from his head that was Tytew's hand that was still holding him, but soon after he let go.
Arthur realized he could breathe and was panting with wide eyes still doubting what had happened, his eyes did not deceive him and around he saw the cave he was in while a voice in the distance tried to communicate, but the swordsman continued with his mind lost in thoughts.
"Arthur-"
"Arthur-"
He heard voices calling to him as he thought.
'What happened here? Where I was? What was that?'
But soon the voice became clearer and he listened.
"ARTHUR!"
At the end of the voice, Arthur's eyes widened and he realized he was in the cave with everything around him as it was before, Chris was standing with wide eyes and Kaila kneeling on the floor with her head down while not moving anymore.
The whole environment only seemed to be getting darker as he found himself in a light black mist around near the fainted villagers.
Arthur soon noticed that and clenched his teeth looking back at Tytew who was staring back at him with a slight smile on his face, the environment had not changed and Arthur realized that none of that had really happened.
The swordsman clenched his teeth even harder, until he heard the stitched man chuckle as he walked towards him.
"I found something interesting in your head, boy, more specifically..."
Tytew would stop in front of Arthur keeping the same smile and soon he would bring his hand to Arthur's forehead, the movement caused the swordsman's hair to be put aside and revealed a mark similar to a light burn that started from his eyebrow and went to a little more on the head.
Seeing that image made the stitched man smile as Arthur bristled at the approach and jerked his head away screaming.
"Get away from me, damn you."
The push forced Tytew to step back and withdraw his hand as he spoke.
"Wohoho... wow, that was aggressive..."
Still with the smile on his face, he said.
"Ever wondered what that mark was, boy? What's your last name again?"
Arthur just clenched his teeth as he was arrested and seeing that he wouldn't get any answers, Tytew smiled and extended his hand towards the swordsman.
The sewn man remained facing the boy with the sword and slowly closed his hand, seeing that movement, Arthur felt as if the whips tightened more while making noise in his own flesh by the force that was exerted.
Arthur's eyes widened feeling the grip and by the force exerted he grunted with the pain.
"GAH!"
Tytew heard the scream and slowly continued to close his hand as if he were squeezing Arthur's arms and legs, the swordsman felt the grip and felt his whole body contorting as if it were going to be crushed, leaving him to just scream.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Seeing that, Christopher clenched his teeth and screamed.
"ARTH!!!"
His legs still didn't move and he slashed with the wooden part of the torch on his own leg in an attempt to make it move as he watched Arthur agonizing with pain.
He felt as if his arms and legs were going to be ripped off at any moment, leaving him only to squirm in an attempt to struggle while screaming.
"STOP! STOP IT! DAMN IT!"
The sewn man continued to smile and talk.
"Answer what I said, or I'm going to bust one of your legs right now."
Tytew looked with a much bigger smile as he turned to Arthur's right leg, with a quick movement he closed his hand and the swordsman felt as if a large stone was crushing his leg, even if he tried to contain his scream, the force exerted was even bigger and he screamed even louder, making his voice echo through the cavern.
In a moment still during his scream, Arthur felt his head being held by the sewn man who looked with a smile and while he moved the sharp nails of his fingers, making them enter slightly into Arthur's forehead, making the forehead bleed, however the pain that swordsman felt was so great that it was as if he couldn't even feel it at that moment.
"Talk, kid!."
Tytew spoke with a smile, but as soon as his sentence ended, he heard as if something was broken that made him instantly break his smile and look at it in doubt.
In front of him he saw nothing, but he felt something approaching and looking to the side he saw a shadow moving at high speed, a pair of wide yellow eyes showed and stared at him while a torch seemed to shine brighter when wielded by that shadow.
In an instant he recognized the blond hair moving and the enraged face of Christopher who held the torch with both hands, even if he saw that Tytew had followed with his eyes, even so Chris tightened the handle of the torch and turned his body delivering an attack toward Tytew's head.
The occultist did not move and his head was thrown back when he was hit by the torch, making him let go of Arthur's face and forcing him to retreat from the blow.
Chris would land on his feet and feel a sharp pain when he hit the ground, but as soon as he looked at the occultist with his eyes still glowing yellow, he saw that Tytew still seemed to recover and then he thought.
'Even with doa, I need to fight...'
Again he stomped on the ground and advanced towards the occultist who had his head down, he jumped and positioned the torch forward so that he could strike from top to bottom to deliver a heavy blow to the occultist's head.
However, he saw Tytew lift his head slightly and little by little his smile was revealed, even though his face was hurt and his mouth was bleeding, he kept smiling.
Chris widened his eyes and again felt his body recoil, but even so he clenched his teeth and delivered the blow, but before he hit or saw Tytew move, he saw the face of the closest occultist and felt that his advance had been stopped along with it. with the sensation of a pain in the abdomen as if something had pierced it.
The blonde was standing still and looking deep into Tytew's black eyes who was still smiling, moving his eyes slowly downwards he realized that the occultist's hand had entered his belly and from it came out small black lines that moved chaotically.
In an instant it was as if his body lost all the strength it had before and his arms were shaking, until they gave in and lowered completely, letting the torch fall to the ground making the dry sound of wood being heard.
Tytew was still smiling and talking.
"Interesting, but other than him, I don't care about anyone here."
Again the occultist laughed lightly and removed his hand that was covered by a black material that seemed to form a blade between his fingers, he smiled seeing his hand stained with the blonde's blood and saw the same spitting blood after suffering from the blow.
Arthur was doubtfully watching the two standing next to each other, but as soon as he saw the blonde spit blood, he widened his eyes and screamed.
"Chris!!!"
He again tried to move, but it was useless and slowly he saw the blonde's body giving way as if he had no more strength, just keeping himself standing as a last effort, but soon Tytew's hand approached Christopher as he spoke.
"You take too long."
Soon after, the occultist pushed Christopher's head back, he no longer had the strength to fight against it and soon his body failed, letting him fall to where he was pushed, hitting his back and head on the ground while still shaking. for the blow he had suffered.
Arthur stared in disbelief and saw a pool of blood emerge from Christopher's belly as Tytew shook his hand to clean it of the blood.
"Damn it, why does it get so dirty?."
He stared at the blonde for a brief moment, but then he walked back towards Christopher still serious, the shadows in his hands moved and he lifted her again.
"STOP IT, PLEASE!"
Tytew widened his eyes briefly when he heard Arthur's voice and looking to the side he saw the swordsman with wide eyes with his expression already transformed.
Previously he was serious and threatening, but now his posture looked scared as he saw his companion on the ground bleeding while he couldn't do anything and seeing that he had drawn attention he spoke.
"Stop, please…don't hurt him anymore."
His head lowered each time he looked at Christopher's body still shaking and disbelieving that it had happened again, he had remembered the fire in the city inside that black room and his body was trembling slightly with the memories and with everything he had witnessed until the moment. time.
The occultist saw that attitude a little more serious, but soon a smile manifested itself on his face along with a more peaceful expression.
Again he raised his hand that was shrouded in darkness that gradually began to disperse as he retraced his steps to go towards Arthur.
"Okay, this time I'll give you this gift, but better than that, I'll give you two."
He continued to smile until he arrived in front of Arthur who remained with his head down, slowly he extended his hand until it touched the swordsman's head.
"I want you to know that I'm not your enemy, quite the contrary... in the end, you'll thank me..."
From his fingers, black claws appeared and entered Arthur's head, making the swordsman widen his eyes for a moment, but then he felt his consciousness slip away as his vision darkened.
Looking down he saw as if they were black veins bulging on his arms that seemed to pulsate.
The black ribbons loosened his body, but he felt weakness and he couldn't move, feeling that he was about to fall and pass out, until in the end he heard Tytew's last words.
"I don't want you to know that I welcomed the youngest-"
Before he concluded, Arthur fell to the ground confused and seeing only the ground that gradually receded, leaving only the darkness where he was while he was thinking.
"Damn it..."