The old man's face grew pale in fear. He turned toward Alex, who couldn't give an answer right away. "I sensed something outside, like space aura leeching away from the stones. I didn't have a lot of time to check."
"Then we need to go out right now," the old man said. He walked up to a stone dais at the center of the grassland and stood atop it, calling the other two to gather by.
Then, they were teleported back outside.
Alex felt his senses being restricted again, the freedom he had earlier vanishing. He used his reduced senses and felt the space aura around the cylinder.
There was no doubt that the space aura was in fact being pulled out of the space stones and into whatever the spatial pocket. However, the amount was so tiny that he wondered if it was going to affect anything in the immediate future.
