[If it's any consolation, that is probably the wisest decision he could make -- the tendrils do not stop, even with their prey escaping. Very soon they cover the entire floor, a mess of red and black that looks as if it'd swallow Oda whole if he gave it the chance.
At least the stairs remain clear. Once he's high enough, Oda will notice that at the very top of a sloping corridor, there is a door that pulsates light.
... It won't give him a great feeling -- in fact, there is something very ominous about that light -- but it's either that door or try and face the tendrils behind him. The choice is his.]
I am so fuckin happy rn
At least the stairs remain clear. Once he's high enough, Oda will notice that at the very top of a sloping corridor, there is a door that pulsates light.
... It won't give him a great feeling -- in fact, there is something very ominous about that light -- but it's either that door or try and face the tendrils behind him. The choice is his.]