[ Levania stops in place, fake phone clutched between both sets of claws in front of his chest, when he sees the flaming sword come out.
...hm. It's been a little while since this happened. This is a slow enough march toward him he has some time to think.
If he runs, the Dreamer will pick up speed. He cannot outrun him in the long term. He has boltholes all over the dreamsphere. The nearest one would be...
...behind the Dreamer steadily striding closer with purpose. The second is farther, but would only involve turning on his tiny heel and sprinting straight, until it came time to try and duck secretly into the hiding place. ...fine. Fine, that's what he'll do. The day is young. Maybe he can handle the sprint.
The strange dream-creature backs up a few steps, slowly, the same pace as Saber -- then tears off running, Mystery Object still hugged to its chest. ]
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...hm. It's been a little while since this happened.
This is a slow enough march toward him he has some time to think.
If he runs, the Dreamer will pick up speed. He cannot outrun him in the long term. He has boltholes all over the dreamsphere. The nearest one would be...
...behind the Dreamer steadily striding closer with purpose.
The second is farther, but would only involve turning on his tiny heel and sprinting straight, until it came time to try and duck secretly into the hiding place. ...fine. Fine, that's what he'll do. The day is young. Maybe he can handle the sprint.
The strange dream-creature backs up a few steps, slowly, the same pace as Saber -- then tears off running, Mystery Object still hugged to its chest. ]