The Selections (3)
In a matter of moments, Veer came to a decision, as he had no other choice. He needed to become strong as quickly as possible.
For that, he would need to go through hell, as nothing came for free.
'Fuck it! I'm going all in if this is what we're doing!'
Veer calmed down, as he closed his eyes and tried to understand the pressure he was feeling. He had read about people oppressing others with pressure and had even experienced it before.
However, he never knew how it really worked. So now that he had an opportunity, he wanted to check it. Even in such a situation, his curiosity was getting the better of him.
He forgot everything and simply focused on the feeling of oppression and how he was receiving it.
'Weird! She is using her Mana and not her presence?' Veer frowned, as he had guessed that one's presence was what put pressure. 'Does everyone use Mana for the pressure?'