This crisis Bologue encountered surpassed all those he had faced in the past. With the Heartless still in pursuit, he also encountered York who was fully protected, and, beyond both, the Night King was closing in step by step.
On the outer perimeter of this blood-soaked Butcher's Pit, more Bloodthirsty Ones and Night Race members were acting. Now, Bologue could be sure that his actions had thoroughly caught the attention of the Rebellious Royal Court. Fortunately, those High Tier Night Race members were temporarily unable to spare the effort to suppress him.
The frightening howl of the wind came from hundreds of meters above, unleashing like lightning that seemed to cleave the mundane world, akin to colossal serpents, reflecting the earth and sky into a haunting black and white wherever they passed.
