Panicking as Shadow’s fingers curled around you into a cavern, you frantically began punching and kicking the digits which created your prison. To your left was Shadow’s thumb, sticking into the fist to further seal it, and to your right you saw a small crack in which light was pouring through. You didn’t think Shadow realised this, but there was a small opening around the size of your torso between his palm and little finger. Hearing his voice on what he was going to do with you, you decide to make an escape.
“… How about… I start asking you how you got---Hey!”
After charging at the opening and jumping through, you successfully dive out and begin to plummet to the earth. It was if everything was happening in slow motion, you had not fully appreciated how huge Shadow was in comparison to you, as you saw huge strands of black fur fly past you as you descend near his legs. Taking a brief moment to look up, you see the legs stretch to the sky, with the upper half of Shadow appearing as a dark blur as his head blocked the sun. Before impact, you enter a parkour roll and land without injury. Upon falling to the ground, you leave your crouched position with a sprinted run.
Shadow’s quills began to tense with fury at the prospect of you rejecting his aid.
“You know, it could be considered insolent to turn your back on the Ultimate Life form when he is in a rare generous mood. I think I have a place for you to travel, a place where I could teach you that.” said Shadow, while slowly bending over to undo the buckle on his left shoe…
You were not paying attention to Shadow’s words, as you began to run with all of your might, jumping over lumps and rocks in the ground (Which, unfortunately, you knew to be pebbles), while frantically panting due to fatigue.
After unbuckling his shoe, Shadow looked up to make sure you had not gotten anywhere out of his sight – In the past minute you’ve had to run away, you’ve only managed to run around 3½ feet away from where you started. Smirking at your feeble attempt to escape, Shadow began to remove his shoe and peel what seemed to be black cotton socks off of his foot.
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