Myles felt it at that moment. A sudden heaviness settled into his limbs. His magical energy-Ether flow stuttered. His muscles burned faster than they should.
His breath dragged, becoming thick and resistant, as if the purple mist was drinking from him every time he inhaled it.
Nadine grimaced beside him. Victor's steps were getting heavy as well. They knew that the mist wasn't just suppressing skills anymore. It was draining everything from them.
Myles clenched his jaw and pulled back, forcing his body to move.
"We can't stay here," he said sharply. "It's eating our strength. We pull out and regroup now. Let's rescue the others first."
Nadine and Victor didn't argue. The moment the words left Myles' mouth, both of them were already moving, turning away from the mist and sprinting toward where the others had been thrown by the shockwave.
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From afar, Ethan and Samantha felt it too but in a different way.
BANG!
