Entice Even A Saint

'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.