As Stark and Sora faced the towering horror of Eternal Regret and the relentless Father Hugo, an icy wind gusted through the courtyard.
The courtyard was vast but closed in by stone walls and towering iron gates, a cage that had become their last stand.
With Eternal Regret blocking any escape and Hugo advancing behind them, retreat was no longer an option.
"Stay close," Stark spoke to Sora.
She nodded, her eyes narrowed, looking back and forth between the two enemies.
Father Hugo, though walking at relatively slow speed, was now already visible to them, still marching.
And on the other hand, Eternal Regret loomed over them, its translucent form shifting, the faces of anguished children trapped within the creature's body shifting in silent screams.
Stark steadied himself, knowing full well that whatever he did next had to count.
