From one moment to the other and without a warning, the black substance that surrounded them had started to move... against them. Deep black spikes, tentacles and spears were forming themselves out of the shadows and leashing out toward them all. They were grabbing them, the tentacles circling around their feet and holding them in place, the spikes still pointed in their direction. A few of them, like Kiba or Koneko, were actually sinking into the ground, the black matter they were standing on starting to act like quicksand.
