The Eclipse had swallowed Toy.
Toy desperately tried to hold onto Awilix's wrist, but the cat's movements were lost to the darkness.
Toy couldn't see it, yet she could most definitely feel Awilix's claws ripping into her back and wrist.
Normally, Toy wouldn't shy away from taking damage if it meant inflicting the same in return. But now, she was in no position to mount any kind of counterattack.
Toy let go of Awilix's wrist and jumped away, trying to escape the black cube, but suddenly her back smashed into the wall.
"Ack!"
The goblin slightly yelped in pain as she fell to her knee, blood dribbling down her arm and back.
'That hurt…'
As much as Toy wanted to succumb to the pain and run to Salome to get healed…
'That's not going to happen.'
Toy didn't want to lose.
This craving to win went beyond reaching Master Salome's or Sir Vale's expectations of her.
It was something she decreed as her own aspiration. Her own will — regardless of outstanding factors.
