Shima had begun to notice the darkness closing in around them sooner than Vance had, but not soon enough to count for anything. He stilled for a short moment, staring at the darkness with furrowed brows.
No, not good. They needed to keep moving, if nothing move. "Just -- try to stay straight ahead!" Which he knew was easier said than done, but the young man didn't want to lose the other man. They were a defense which were quickly being dwindled down and Shima darted forward.
Trying to make Vance out through the cloak of darkness, the veins of black that seemed to seethe all around him, just on the peripheral of vision. "He has to be here somewhere." It was said to check Vance - to be sure he had not been lost, even as Shima continued to move forward, searching for the puppet like individual.