The Third Obstacle, II

Though, reality was often more maddening than imagination. With imagination you can have everything you want. It was then Kiro felt silly for ever having a speck of hope.

The creature obviously specialised in speed. He could see his movements clearly thanks to vibrational sense, but blocking and attacking was another matter entirely.

Even when he could tell where the creature would land, he was still simply to slow to land any attacks on it. It had yet to attack them, like it was playing with its food before it devoured them whole.

Kiro promised himself to never feel like this a dozen time over. But it seems once in a while, he encounters something that makes him remember hopelessness, and it was a game no less. He took solace in that, that this wasn't real, it was just a game.