Within the depths of a cavern, the sound of groaning was heard, the earlier crash disturbing the resident. Many sounds of slithering followed in the direction of the foreign sound and found the source. It was a dark elf that had fallen down, her weapon some few feet away. The slithering noises moved into the light where the girl laid down, revealed to be tentacles.

One moved away, grabbing the foreign object, which was a sword. Its past experiences told it the object was dangerous and dragged it into a crack to hide it from the girl. The rest of the tentacles moved closer to the dark elf in excitement. It had been a long time since they had seen females and it was that time of the month, when they got excited and tended to mostly rub themselves against each one before sacrificing their own for necessity.

Now with the girl here, there was no need of that. The tentacles knew females could easily lay their eggs.

Saria groaned as she slowly regained conciousness. She had been shot down by Heartless and crash landed onto this world. Slowly the dark elf pushed herself off the ground, her head aching from the crash. Because of that she wasn't able to focus or else she might have noticed that she was no alone in this cavern.