Something threatening loomed from the mountaintop.
Raiden took careful steps backward, his feet scraping against the beach stones as he neared the blue sea at his back.
He could feel the threat approaching, his thoughts spinning wildly. He had to back away for the moment—maybe the mountain was the threat itself. Even so, he scanned desperately for another way out, knowing their situation might be worse than he could fathom.
Who could it be? The Laughing Princess? Or something far worse?
He swallowed, watching his comrades take similar defensive positions, soaked and ready for the worst. Even as fear shot down his spine, he found himself yearning for more choices, his mind already drifting to their fallen comrades.
"What do you think it is?" Chrono asked, scanning frantically around them.
Raiden remained silent, his mind churning with desperate thoughts of escape from the absolute domain.
