Anthony screamed in horror with his eyes wide. The door was closing really fast and might crush him if he rushed in. But there was no time to think. He quickly dived through the door without thinking much. The statue went after Anthony immediately, and made a slapping motion towards him. Anthony twisted his body into a narrow vertical position as the stone walls closed in on him, it was already scraping his skin. Within a second, Anthony had flipped into the outer room, just in time for the stone door to completely seal up, crushing the stone statue's fingers.
Anthony gasped and wheezed, looking at the door with a palpitating heart.
"My daggers." He whispered and quickly checked himself. Luckily, the daggers were still in place. They automatically attached themselves to his body the moment he tried to leave. It was one of the advantages of having a sentient weapon spirit that could think for themselves.
