Illusion, everything is just an illusion.
Little Taotie gradually realized she was in a dreamscape. She was quick to grasp this mainly because she often dreamed, and many times it's like watching a story or memories from a third-person perspective.
This time, however, the feeling of choking reached a certain extent, leaving one puzzled.
In reality, she was choking herself, after all, one's own body isn't as harsh when dealing with oneself.
Thus, the time before death was prolonged.
In the dreamscape, Little Taotie's neck was choked by vines for too long. She should have suffocated to death, yet she was still alive, and as time passed, she calmed down.
"Let... go." Her voice was hoarse, sounding like a worn-out horn, due to the choking pressure on her neck.
The vines tried to exert more force, but the strength on Little Taotie's neck was minimal.
In reality, Little Taotie's hands around her neck gradually relaxed, slowly falling to her sides.
