The sky was dark, the moon covered up by dark clouds. Once every few minutes, a gap formed in the clouds which would show a silver of the moon's light. This was a beautiful night, with the signs of early winter.
Inside one of the few forests in the area, there were five people who were currently stuck in their positions, unable to move. The loud outcry of a sixth person filled the space around them, making it close to impossible for them to breathe.
Kivuli, the one who was closest to Lexine was unable to breathe. The energy signature that had enveloped him suffocated him to the extent that he could feel his consciousness drifting in and out of the darkness. However, he mustered enough strength and raised his hand. After a small second of hesitation, he opened his mouth and bit into his skin, drawing blood.
'M-mas-maste-' At this point, he was even unable to communicate using the joined connection he had with Lexine concisely.