His gaze became fixated on the two ethereal figures before him, and without conscious thought, he propelled himself forward in a sprint, driven by an insatiable desire to comprehend the incomprehensible.
"Why? How can this be...?" His mind wrestled with the bewildering sight unfolding before him, struggling to make sense of the unfathomable.
"Hey, where are you going?" Kali's voice erupted in a panicked timbre, desperately seeking his attention.
But Nell remained unresponsive, his focus unyielding as he locked his eyes upon the distant silhouette of the enigmatic black-haired girl.
In a realm beyond mortal comprehension, the girl and the shadowy figure engaged in a fierce battle, their movements a harmonious symphony of raw aggression and calculated finesse.
Yet, amidst their relentless onslaught, there was an uncanny grace to their movements, akin to skilled dancers flawlessly executing a meticulously choreographed routine.
