Operation [5]

Thud.

"Huu…"

Thud.

"Huu…"

Thud.

"Huu…"

VOOOOOOOOM!

A representation of Rose's perception.

Hard footsteps that resounded like booming explosions despite their extreme softness, and the overbearing pressure of the awareness wave that passed by them every ten minutes.

She could sense her comrades nearby, but she couldn't pay much mind to them.

She could only see them as figures of mana, figures she had to track at an atomic level to completely erase from reality.

'Focus.'

She repeated the word every few minutes to keep herself on track.

Minutes passed like this.

Minute changes had to be performed every millisecond, and the group's movement speed couldn't slow any further lest they never reach their destination in the first place.