For but an instant, a tiny little vortex appeared within my mage's tower. It sucked out but a tiny bit of my mana...
Yet, before it could close up and form the spell, I forcefully infused a little bit more of my energy into it.
It all lasted but a split of a second. And within that timeframe, I decompressed my muscles and launched myself forward along with all the air contained within the sphere assaulted by the disturb skill.
And so, I closed my eyes.
'Let's hope it will work,' I thought, counting seconds in my mind.
My skin started to crack. The air around me turned into liquid, threatening to drown my lungs in it. The perspiration on my skin formed daggers that flew all around the small bubble of liquified air.