Snapping his fingers, the restraints holding the remaining five members of Team Romeoville disappeared.
"Battle Royal, if you can injure me, then I will allow you to leave without any additional mental trauma. Unfortunately, Derrek boy here can't join you since he likes to run away with those pesky Spacial Skills of his."
At first, the five remaining members of Team Romeoville were stunned. One minute, they were on death's doorstep and could only cry and pray their deaths would be swift, then the next, Cynrik's inky black tendrils had vanished, and they could feel their Mana coursing through their bodies again.
Even so, there wasn't one among them who recovered mentally. Instead, those standing collapsed onto their knees in an emotionally unstable state, while the ones lucky enough to already be on the ground stared blankly at the sky.