(Within the Dimensional Tunnel, Leo's POV)
Only a few steps into the tunnel, Leo quickly realized that the next fifteen minutes were going to be the longest of his life, for the moment the rift sealed behind him and the distorted space closed in, the full weight of Moltherak's aura descended without restraint, no longer dispersed by open air or distance, but instead compressed into a narrow passage that forced every ounce of pressure directly onto him alone.
'Bloody hell… I really don't want to bear the brunt of this pressure, however, if I don't do it and deflect it instead, then the strain will fall on the ships and soldiers behind me…'
Leo thought, as his chest tightened at the implication.
Unfortunately, he was the leader in this war.
Which meant that the men and women behind him were marching into danger for his sake.
And hence, he needed to do everything in his power to protect them as best as he could.
'But, can I even endure fifteen minutes under this?'
