Halfway through the shadowy depths of the bottomless cone, Cesar's gaze shifted to the front, where countless paper mannequins began to swarm together, relentlessly advancing toward him and the rest of the group. It continued and still continuously reaching onto Cesar, trying to get a hold of him.
The mannequins moved like a brewing storm, but it quickly became clear what they were doing. It began at the lower part, where a pair of legs emerged, followed by the formation of a torso. They continued to assemble, merging into something larger, until they had formed two pairs of long arms and two elongated heads.
In just a span of a dozen seconds, a much larger, fiercer, and deadlier version of the paper mannequin transformed right before Cesar's eyes.
It was even larger than the Guardian Shelves who were also struggling with the mini paper mannequins surrounding them.
The image of this abomination that created itself slightly shook his mental fortitude.
