[There was a strong tug as he gasp. It was only a moment he sees Ryusei perk up in shock from the tub and then he was facing darkness. Cold and wet darkness. For a moment, he recalled his battle with that Noctaere beast that was 76. His desire not to drown again was enough for him to break the surface. Claws. Of course.
The dream was filled with nightmare energy, and his dream self was naturally attracted to it. For better or worse. He has fully shifted yet, more reminiscence of his Hyde appearance back in the Realm of Stories. Not the issue right now though. Somewhere within all this darkness, he could see something like a beacon in the distance. He starts running or swimming(?) towards the light, ignoring how cold he was getting. The iceberg starts to come into view. She must be there, trapped inside it. Soon as he gets there, he's digging his claws into the iceberg to get something of a grip.]
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The dream was filled with nightmare energy, and his dream self was naturally attracted to it. For better or worse. He has fully shifted yet, more reminiscence of his Hyde appearance back in the Realm of Stories. Not the issue right now though. Somewhere within all this darkness, he could see something like a beacon in the distance. He starts running or swimming(?) towards the light, ignoring how cold he was getting. The iceberg starts to come into view. She must be there, trapped inside it. Soon as he gets there, he's digging his claws into the iceberg to get something of a grip.]