Jogo finally reached the very heart of the urban forest, his steps heavy as he dragged along the cocooned figure of Rudi, who was still trapped within that sticky and suffocating web.
With a dagger-like blade that shimmered in a deep, ominous shade of black—born purely from the condensed energy of his own hand—Jogo tore apart the hardened cocoon that had wrapped Rudi inside layers of suffocating silk.
SLASH!
And then—
"Huaaahhh, I almost died from being trapped inside that disgusting, sticky thing for far too long," Rudi groaned loudly as he ripped off the mask covering his face. His breath was ragged, his chest heaving, but finally, at last, he was free from that suffocating prison.
