Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-38036641-20190625184319/@comment-38036641-20190626052445

Dairo was about to head out--somehow since the upper staircases between him and Time were broken--when something wrapped around his leg and yanked him down, pulling him towards the edge of the metal platform. He held on tightly as he looked back to see what was holding him.

Oh. One of the large creature's "antennae" or some string-like substance was around his ankle, trying to pull him into the open mouth, which did not seem to produce the smaller creatures.

''Oh. Great,'' Dairo thought as he heard the screeching of the creatures still on the platform, coming closer to him.