[Alright, screw it. Lets just take a quick peek and hope to the gods that we don't get our Cores sucked out.]
[Aye...oh! Idea!]
Understanding that they were about to do sothing incredibly stupid, by their standards, Springerdermain thought to incorporate so safety precautions.
Naly, he manifested one of his phantom hands and grabbed Razorstella by the waist.
The only reason why she knew this happened was because she felt the hands wrapping around her.
[Okay, what the fuck are you doing and why?]
Razorstella wasn't just about to amputate her fellow kaijin's hand, but she was going to if he didn't have a damn good reason.
[Rember those old rescue scenes from the movies? I'm gonna act as your lifeline,] Springerdermain explained. [If things go sideways either at the pit or outside it, I'll pull you back faster than you could probably run.]
[Wait, what? You're not going up there with ?]
[There's a non-zero chance that while we're checking it out that another enemy Kaijin shows up and one wrong move could lead us both tumbling into that pit,] Springerdermain elaborated. [That or whatever the fuck is in that pit might lash out as soon as either one of us get close to it. At least this, way, I can guarantee your safety without either of dying... probably.]
[Death is a nebulous concept to us,] Razorstella retorted without skipping a beat. [But fine, you better not accidentally crush when you pull back.]
[I know, I know.]
With the plan now set, Razorstella began to make her way over to the freaky pit in the middle of the cavern, while Springerdermain kept his hand firmly around her thin waist.
Now, one would think that such a set-up would inevitably lead to Springerdermain and Razorstella accidentally knocking over one of the petrified kaijin with the forr's spring-like arm, but that wasn't the case.
Unlike a normal spring, which could only stretch in a single direction, Springerdermain's arms were able to snake around and move well...like a snake.
As such, the duo were able to sneak around the petrified kaijin without arousing any suspicions or causing any incidents that would definitely attract unwanted attention.
That said, they kind of wish they had a reason to bail the closer they got to the pit.
[Ugh...why is this pit making my skin feel...icky?]
[To be fair, we have been running into things that have been making our lives kind of hellish,] Springerdermain attempted to answer in a way to see Razorstella's growing anxiety. [Besides, we need things like this in order to keep our skills sharp. Normal aether warriors can't touch us, so we might as well face these hardships with joy...or sothing like that.]
[Fair enough, but I feel like this is different from that fucking otter, those filthy robbers and...and...Springerdermain, are you hearing whispering too or is it just ?]
[Beg pardon?]
[Oh, that's a bad sign.]
Razorstella had managed to close the distance between herself and the pit by about two-thirds from their initial starting point.
However, once she got to that last third, she stopped dead in her tracks.
The reason why: she started hearing whispers in her head.
As Kaijin, they were used to voices being in their heads, but these voices were accompanied by a feeling of familiarity and the ability to feel what the other speaker was feeling.
This whispering voice wasn't that.
This whispering voice sounded as if thousands upon thousands of voices were overlapping one another, expressing all sorts of emotions at once.
It was an embodint of [Chaos] like she was, but focused on an aspect that she wasn't.
[Chaos] was the cradle of all creation, but it was also the abyss that wished to swallow all of creation back down into its depths.
As of this mont, Razorstella felt as if that abyss was calling out to her.
[Yeah, the whispers are telling to join them,] Razorstella inford Springerdermain. [And I'm pretty sure it's getting louder as I get closer to it.]
[Is that because we're technically more Chaos than corporeal matter?]
[Think so, and that's why I'm just going to stop walking forward,] Razorstella stated.
[I don't think your legs are listening to you.]
[Oh, what the fuck?]
Despite making it clear that she didn't want to get any closer to the pit, Razorstella's legs had other ideas in mind.
Step by step, the star-bladed ballerina walked closer and closer to the pit, the whispers in her head getting louder and more insidious by the second.
Needless to say, Razorstella was kind of freaking out.
ntally, she was trying to turn herself around.
Physically, her legs insisted on moving forward.
Making matters worse, as Razorstella got closer and closer to the pit, she began to see dark, slimy tentacles rising out of it and reaching towards her.
[Springer, please tell you see the bad hentai reject limbs!]
[I do not.]
[FUCK!]
As the tentacles got closer, Razorstella didn't even think about slashing them with legs or claws in fear of causing so kind of chain reaction that would lead to her getting sucked back into whatever weird miasma was clearly in that pit. Instead, she did sothing she never thought she'd do in this lifeti or any other.
She asked for help.
[Springer, what the fuck do I do here?!]
[You do rember I am holding you by the waist, right?]
[Yeah?]
[Lift your legs.]
[Oh, right!]
Doing as instructed, Razorstella leaped into the air and grabbed her legs with her hands. The effect was imdiate as Springerdermain's arm imdiately retracted and yanked back the ballerina with ludicrous speed.
The tentacle didn't have ti to reach out and ensnare Razorstella's legs before she was out of reach.
[Alright, let's get the fuck outta here. Self-yeet!]
Using the montum of Razorstella's retraction, Springerdermain launched both himself and his fellow Kaijin out of the cave and into the exit tunnel, more specifically, towards the ceiling.
Once they made contact with the ceiling, and each other, Springerdermain used so of his [Chaos] to lock them in place and hide their presence.
[Eh? What was that?]
This turned out to be a good call, as shortly after they had got the hell out of dodge, another group of enemy kaijin were on their way to get their souls swapped out, or whatever the fuck that weird pit did.
[Eh. Whatever.]
Either way, Razorstella and Springerdermain couldn't help but let out sighs of relief once they had escaped.
[Well...that was heart pounding,] Springerdermain comnted. [And we don't even have hearts.]
[Okay, I was about to complint you on the lifeline idea, but that joke was terrible,] Razorstella retorted.
[Wasn't a joke.]
[Either way, I don't think we should go anywhere near that cavern without the Director with us. Agreed?]
[Agreed,] Springerdermain nodded. [How do you think his side of the plans are unfolding? I miss being able to see for myself.]
[I suppose now's a good ti as any to ask Blazejudicator,] Razorstella figured. [Hopefully it's good news.]
Spoiler alert: it wasn't.
...Speaking of Zhen Liu though...
'Alright, I think we're far enough from the first batch of zakos. Ti to...wait a minute...why is my connection with them getting funky?'
...Uh oh...
Several hours had passed since the hunting expedition left the [Mines of Malevolence], and nothing notable had occurred.
This was to be expected, since hunting was a sport of patience.
That stated, Zhen Liu still couldn't help but act surprised at this patient behavior. Especially when he compared to how they acted when they were in the mines.
[The Kaijin seem significantly calr out here in the wilds than they do they at ho. Why is that?]
^Its because there are no mortals around,^ Dante explained.^My Kaijin are empowered by the suffering of mortals. Whether they inflict or simply bask in its presence, mortal suffering empowers them in the sa way a normal cultivator gets stronger in environnts that suit them. As an added bonus, they seem to enjoy the suffering in the sa way an addict indulges in drugs and alcohol.^
[I see...]
Silence fell over the two after this short exchange, as there was nothing more to discuss.
However, that was about to change.
[Wait a minute, hold,] a hound-like kaijin from [Those Who Hate], suddenly called out to the group. [Sothing's here.]
Once the alert went out, the entire parade of Kaijin stopped marching and imnedialy went on guard.
Or to be more precise, they readied themselves for the hunt.
No beast had ever been able to harm their hides, but Dante had inford them that this ti their quarry was soone that was able to actually deal so damage to them...just like those weird mortals from the arena the other day.
As such, the kaijin couldn't help but be a little more cautious and a little more excited.
That is...until they noticed the power spike.
[Is that...Chaos?]
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