[He's right. The pull is like that of a black hole. Consuming and trapping everything around it, so powerful that not even light can escape. But that doesn't mean the light is gone.
Something crosses a precipice. Chrono can feel it. It's small and it's frail but its there, even in the face of unfathomable depth.]
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Something crosses a precipice. Chrono can feel it. It's small and it's frail but its there, even in the face of unfathomable depth.]