Asgard flew as fast as his body would allow. He felt like his heart would explode from pounding against his chest. His breathing ragged with terror.
He needed to be away from this place.
A sound rang through his panicked haze.
(‘Asgard where are you going’)
That was LaLia. She sounded somewhat distressed… No he needed to flee… that absol peered into him and found and exposed every single thing he was afraid of, his weaknesses, his failures, his let downs. It would come for him again and do it again and again if he went back.
He forced himself to draw to a halt mid-flight and turned back to the looming obelisk.
(‘Asgard I can feel how scared you are right now but, Frida needs you, we need you!’)
LaLia’s voice began to sound muffled as if she was being drowned out by something. But as if she had one last burst of energy her voice came back full force before being choked out by that muffling once more