With his back to the wall, Eridan Ampora, for the first time in a long while, was scared shitless.

The statues surrounded him, and he tried so very hard to keep them all within sight of his burning eyes. He readied his harpoon-rifle, and took aim at one of the statues closest to him, and fired, the thundering of the gun ringing about the place almost making him want to blink-

But he didn't dare.

He didn't blink, because he knew that they would move, and if they moved, he'd be dead.

Not that it mattered in the end, anyways.