Shadow Milk had successfully wiped out Pure Vanilla's entire line of defense against him. Every cookie, picked off one by one and crumbled in a new way. All that was left was Pure Vanilla.

...but the little shit was hiding. Meaning Shadow Milk couldnt take the soul jam just yet. And it surely wouldnt hurt to play with Vanilla a bit...

"Ohh, Nilly~!" He called as he walked down the deserted hallway. He wasnt floating for once. "C'mon out. I wont hurt you if you just hand over my soul jam."