Pain echoed all over Brandon's body, so much so than Belle could even imagine.
So much mana built up that the fine bones in his body began to ache.
His body heated up like molten magma consuming him from within, internally melting his organs, making him feel like his stomach was twisting. Much more so as all he could do was grit his teeth and pray that time would pass.
However, sensing the sudden familiar mana signature within the mist, Brandon's expressions eased.
It was Belle.
Mustering the little amount of strength he had, Brandon distorted the mist, creating a silhouette in his form.
For some reason, Belle looked panicked and kept urging him to leave. Brandon couldn't understand why.
He had heard of the sudden scream
But in the few seconds that passed, he finally understood why.
An uncountable amount of monsters were approaching, and Brandon felt their presence within the mist.