"Get the f*ck down!!"
The moment the blood-red blade intent had been created by the Minotaur's life force, Nial knew that something bad was going to happen.
The back of the Prometheus Originals was turned towards Nial, Sam Anderson, and each of the other Originals.
Many had regained their consciousness, and even more were attempting to get up from the ground.
Nobody wanted to get killed while lying on the ground. The Originals didn't want to die yet, certainly not in a way that involved getting stomped under the feet of the Minotaur and its pressure.
They wanted to decide on their future, and how their life was to progress.
However, just when some of them had gotten up from the ground, Nial's warning echoed through the surrounding area and reached everyone.
Everyone heard him, but only some followed his order immediately.