"It's still better than getting stuck," Jared answered under his breath. "Better to face uncertainty head-on than be trapped forever in the dark."
The Dragonslayer Sword gleamed in his grip as he ripped through the folds of reality. Without a prepared passage, his speed dropped sharply, every step a grind against the fabric of existence.
"Kid, incoming!" the Vermilion Demon Lord barked.
No sooner had the warning sounded than a thunderous detonation split the silence.
Before Jared's eyes, the space itself fractured, shards of shimmering moments scattering like broken glass. From that jagged rupture, a formless silhouette oozed into view, shadow darker than the void behind it.
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