Shadow had set out, within an hour or so reaching the site known as the Mystic Ruins, trying to ignore the painful hunger in his stomach. He saw the steps that led up to a cliff, where Tails had built his workshop. The little fox could probably be tricked, was not too far away and would be extremely easy to gulp down likely. On the other hand, there was a tunnel that led to a large body of water, which Angel Island would fall into whenever the Master Emerald was removed. Currently the Island was afloat, but Shadow's jet shoes could solve that issue. Indeed, Knuckles was much larger and would be more filling, plus he could put up a far better fight...
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