A wave of azure hue engulfed Cent and Damon who were waiting for the spell to activate around their beating heart. But the cold yet comfortable wisp of unfamiliar magic intertwined with the hexagram around the two Halflings, eliciting a gasp full of wonder from Cent.
She could feel the tightening of her lungs, making it hard for her to breath. Her ashen face became even paler.
"Stop playing and get this thing out!" Damon yelled again, his breath fanned over her head which made Cent scrunch her face with annoyance.
Cent kicked his leg with all her might. "Hey, shut it!"
Upon realizing that he was talking to someone else like a lunatic, Cent clicked her tongue as she glared openly at him – which he also met with equal fervent.
For Crescent, it was a total futile for her to talk things out with him.
Cent continued, "Are you going loco, huh? Stop yelling and accept that you're dying with me."