As Fiona's voice fell, the flame still burning at the tip of her tail in the night rain had already lit the Everlasting Candle. Holding hands, the two supported and encouraged one another beneath the curtain of rain, then began running again.
This time, although false voices and even false images still appeared in the darkness, they could no longer threaten them.
But this time, the two encountered something they had not faced before. Just as the third candle was lit, countless finger-sized black little hands emerged from the darkness, their tails connected to long, thin black threads as they reached into the range of the candlelight.
Fiona had mentioned this as well. After entering the darkness multiple times, there was a chance of being attacked by similar things. Therefore, while running, the Red Dragon Young Lady opened her mouth and sprayed a fan-shaped burst of flame ahead. Although the crimson fire vanished once it left the candlelit area, it at least cleared away the web-like mass of black little hands in front of them.
"Moonlight Slash!"
In this situation, the Moonlight Slash, capable of cutting through large swathes at once, was more effective. Shade slashed the brilliant silver arc diagonally ahead, severing the endlessly reaching black little hands at their roots.
But immediately afterward, the candlelight in Fiona's hand began to sway, and the third candle had burned to its end.
"Go first."
Prepared for this, Shade wrapped an arm around Fiona's waist from behind and heaved, directly throwing the girl, who was not actually very heavy, toward the gallery entrance five or six steps away.
At the final moment before the candle burned out, she successfully reached that patch of light. But when she anxiously wiped the rainwater from her forehead and turned to look into the darkness,