[ shadow doesn't stop his movements at all, making his way down, deeper into the belly of the cave. nothing has shown itself, all there is are reflections of himself and nothing else.
what is fear to him nowadays, it's something specific, so simple that even he's unable to cast away his past. his every waking nightmare is a fear, but he never speaks of it, all he does in response is wake up in destruction. be it with or without a chaos emerald. the drips of water shift to footsteps mixed along, they're not in the same pace as his own which he stops. he confirms that there's another outside of his own, but with how wary and steady they are, it makes sense that the owner of the sound is cautious themselves.
he already knows who it is, hence why he stops to look at the wall next to him that shows his reflection. the cuts along his cheek, where fur has been singed from the shield and where his copy had aimed at his shoulder. there's much more about his body that's taken various marks from the battle, but it's nothing that his body can't heal away. ]
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what is fear to him nowadays, it's something specific, so simple that even he's unable to cast away his past. his every waking nightmare is a fear, but he never speaks of it, all he does in response is wake up in destruction. be it with or without a chaos emerald. the drips of water shift to footsteps mixed along, they're not in the same pace as his own which he stops. he confirms that there's another outside of his own, but with how wary and steady they are, it makes sense that the owner of the sound is cautious themselves.
he already knows who it is, hence why he stops to look at the wall next to him that shows his reflection. the cuts along his cheek, where fur has been singed from the shield and where his copy had aimed at his shoulder. there's much more about his body that's taken various marks from the battle, but it's nothing that his body can't heal away. ]