"I was on my knees~"
"You were on your knees~" I hummed while climbing out of the pit.
My only chance was to work with what I was given. I was given a dream, and I was given the ability to teleport. Teleporting it is then.
I can only react to the situation when I'm in it; there was no choreography I could cling to, though that was exactly what I had longed for. Even just thinking about being in the mouth of the giant paralyzed me with fear, so how excruciating would it be in real life? I thought if I got the steps in my head—forward, backwards, left, right—then I would be able to concentrate on that when the time comes.
But that's just unrealistic.
If I am not sticking to a tooth because I am pressed into that tooth's shape, I will move with each of his chews. There was no fixed stage, just one moving being against the other.
But I knew where the holes were I could hide in, I could teleport, and I still had time to train—probably.
"Oh baby, it's alright~"
