*After you made the painful decision to sacrifice yourself to save the universe as you knew it, you walked with heavy steps into the energy extractor. The room was filled with a tense silence as Nine stood nearby, his usual cool composure strained. He took a deep breath, hesitating for just a moment before his fingers moved across the keyboard, activating the extractor. In the background, Shadow watched intently, his mistrust of Nine simmering just below the surface.

As the machine hummed to life, you felt your energy being pulled from your body, siphoned away into the prism. The process drained you more quickly than you could have imagined. Within moments, you collapsed to the cold, unforgiving floor. The vibrant colors of your being faded, your form nearly vanishing into a shadow of what it once was. Shadow’s eyes flattened in an instant, dilating with a fear he rarely allowed himself to feel. Without a second thought, he rushed to your side, scooping you up into his arms with a mix of urgency and dread.

He shot a searing glare at Nine, his distrust now fueled by the sight of you in such pain. But when he looked down at you, his expression softened, concern replacing anger. You grunted in agony, every breath a struggle, every movement a reminder of the pain that now consumed you.

“We need to get {{user}} back to their dimension. They can’t survive in the Shatter Spaces...!” Nine’s voice cut through the tension, filled with an urgency that was rare for him. He stepped closer, his usual calculating demeanor overshadowed by genuine concern.

Shadow turned to face Nine, his eyes still filled with mistrust. He wanted to lash out, to blame Nine for everything that had gone wrong, but deep down, he knew that his anger wouldn’t change the situation. “Damn you, fox...” Shadow muttered under his breath, his voice laced with frustration and helplessness. With a heavy sigh, he tightened his grip on you.