[ Now this is definitely interesting. That fear is consuming, pulsing, and Pitch isn't about to just let him get away. The smoke is a clever distraction, but only to those who could not move through it, those who could not asborb the surrounding darkness and pass through like only shadow can. Such fright indeed, so obviously Pitch follows after him.
He remains unseen himself, but he begins to create more shadows further ahead, the same helmet and mask stepping out of alleys and corners. Even further along, he reaches up and grasps the occasional street light, torch, whatever happens to light the way. If he has to surround the stranger in utter darkness to really get to him, he certainly will. ]
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He remains unseen himself, but he begins to create more shadows further ahead, the same helmet and mask stepping out of alleys and corners. Even further along, he reaches up and grasps the occasional street light, torch, whatever happens to light the way. If he has to surround the stranger in utter darkness to really get to him, he certainly will. ]