[Leo retches, nearly losing his last meal and control of the gravity around the ayakashi, but manages to keep himself from getting sick. A few of the dogs aren't so lucky, however, and they turn tail.
He really can't blame them.]
Good one, Niles! Not much longer before we can rend it and be done with this mess.
[He hopes. Dear sweet merciful gods, does he hope.]
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He really can't blame them.]
Good one, Niles! Not much longer before we can rend it and be done with this mess.
[He hopes. Dear sweet merciful gods, does he hope.]