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"These
are small fry, after all... however I think we may have to work a bit
harder for the rest." Before their eyes, someone suddenly appeared to block their path. It was Reala. "You think you can win with that guy linked with you, NiGHTS?" "And if I do?" "Elliot, do you understand?" Reala rolled with laugher. What? What did that guy say; what he was planning? NiGHTS' body danced. "The boys that get absorbed by NiGHTS, they look like monsters in a little while -- like me, he was created by Wizeman's hand to give birth to nightmares." "Eh?" Elliot's body stiffened. NiGHTS, a compatriot of this apparition? As one, so the other? Elliot's heart began to sink beneath a heavy darkness. "Wait a moment, Elliot. It is true, certainly, that a little while ago I was a Nightmaren...." NiGHTS' voice could not reach Elliot, for he had become a captive of his fear. The connection between the two of them was cut, even their communication severed. "Aagh!?" The two were divided. A terrrible shock assaulted the pair. Two bodies that some time ago had become one were torn loose with a 'whiff'. Two minds were likewise separated. |
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