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[Freedom]
What was supposed to be a beautiful area of rest, leading right through the exit - felt almost like a trap. Tetra didn't understand it at the time. His brain usually overthought things fast, but this was another level. It was like he was at the edge of a tightrope, his eyes wide and shaky, the tension in his shoulders evident. Not being able to fully comprehend his own discomfort and injuries just yet. Even if he looke awful- wet clothes, dried wet soot, claw marks on his exposed hands, neck and one on his cheek, and the small bite on the back of his neck, lightly swelling with light blood. Not one of it seemed to bother Tetra. If anything the environment uneased him the most.
Rapidly moving his eyes one area to another, like waiting for another monster to come out.
Kitomyx
