'Seventeen minutes,' I counted.
It had been seven minutes since everything had fallen into the silence. There was no fluctuation of the energy, not even the slightest; it is like they had disappeared.
I looked at the graph in front of me and the two lines. There is not a slightest lift in them.
I want to know the outcome of the battle, but there was nothing, and it was eating me alive. I couldn't concentrate on anything, not even my core.
I had entered my core and tried to work on things, but I couldn't concentrate at all. I need to know the result of the battle; my survival depends on it.
Minutes passed until an hour was over.
I was losing my mind over the worry and was glad, that I had opened the channels. Most of the people are calm enough, but some are panicking, hitting the protective shields, over and over.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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