Max continued to push forward, his every movement a battle against the crushing force that surrounded him. The air around Mimi had grown unbearably dense, saturated with the power of devouring that seemed to come from every direction. The crimson mist swirled violently, and the world itself trembled as if rejecting his advance.
Each step he took forward felt heavier than the last. It was as if he were walking through a storm that refused to let him reach his destination.
His Dragon Scales glowed faintly, the black luster that covered his body beginning to dull. The sharp edges of the scales trembled under the relentless pull of Mimi's power, and cracks of faint red light began to appear along them.
