0160. The black tower {7}
Third person pov;
One the other side while it was happening in the Alfear kingdom, Cincella and Zeckery were panting as they stand up from the ground.
The shaking has stopped a moment ago. But it took a long time. They didn't know how long it took but it was actually like one and a half hour or so.
They have been crouching in that position while suing the very little magic they have to create a barrier to cover themselves from the falling stones.
As they were busy the didn't notice their mana were returning bit by bit.
"What the hell." Zeckery mutter as he stand up and stretched a hand toward Cincella.
Cincella grab Zeckery's hand and stood up. "Damn it. What is going on?"
They were on the stair case that connect the third floor and the fourth floor.
Cincella walk toward a pile of rock. She push the rocks away and grab the destroyed communication device in her hand.