บท 123: Meet me at Midnight

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/Silence/

The atmosphere was heavy, boulder heavy…

For the normal people, or those that couldn't feel it, the 2 that entered were just a pair of middle-aged people, not being unusual at all.

But for the trained warriors, that wasn't the case.

Tina was like cold and sharp ice pressed against their necks, her eyes seemed to release faint red light as she gazed at them silently.

While Testros' presence was like an iron grip, chaining them in place, weighting down on their chest.

Even Dale gave them a certain pressure, albeit he was completely overshadowed by the other 2, he seemed much more relaxed and carefree than them.

Despite not long having passed since they arrived, some of them started to feel suffocated, it made them incapable of even moving or speaking…

/Drip.../

And beads of sweat slowly dropped onto the ground...

But then… The pressure vanished.