Within the long corridors of the Royal City, Bologue and his companions sprinted desperately. They rarely found themselves in such a dire state, but each time they did, it signified the presence of an unimaginably powerful enemy pursuing them relentlessly.
"I imagined confronting the Night King directly, but I never thought it would be under these circumstances."
Running at the back of the group, Bologue protected his team while the Ether extended like thousands of arms, embedding deeply into the surrounding walls, manipulating and altering their forms.
Whenever Bologue advanced a certain distance, heavy walls would rise from the ground, sealing the path layer by layer in a fragile attempt to resist the Heartless' pursuit.
"Honestly, I didn't expect it either," even while running, Serey's voice remained steady, "he's actually become a Calamity and has to some extent broken free of the chains' restraints."
