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As I saw Martina's newly evolved Dream Weapon and is weird abilities, I remembered seeing those weird scribble-like Nightmares we fought the other day that turned everything into paintings.
And then I began to realize that Nightmares and Dream Weapons… truly have no limits.
They are indeed conceptual beings, that can manipulate reality to an extent.
And Martina's Dream Weapon here… she did that.
"E-Eh? W-What happened to me? Help? I-I'm stuck? I didn't die?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Her Dream Weapon laughed on the floor, grabbing her belly because it hurt laughing so much.
"Pppfff hahahahaha!"
As she continued laughing, Martina slowly managed to free herself, realizing she was completely unharmed.
"T-The hell was that?! An illusion of some sort?"
"Martina!"
Sofia ran to her side, hugging her, she was relieved nothing happened to her.
"A-Are you okay?" Sofia asked. "Are you sure you're fine?!"
