No one was quite sure what H was doing as the misty energy gathered in his hands, but soon there was a chill in the air that could be felt by all. Some thought about going in and stopping H. It was clear he was charging up a big attack, yet no one moved. They were worn out from fighting already, and if they did go in, wouldn't it just be speeding up their death?
"My sword... I can stop it with my sword," Layla said, as she got up and picked it up off the ground. Russ had thrown it to her after he was done with it. Although he did want to keep it to himself, he didn't like the feeling he had before. It almost felt like he wasn't the one in control.
As Layla went to walk forward, Russ quickly turned around and kicked her in the stomach, sending her right back down to the floor.
"What do you think you're doing!" Russ asked. "You can hardly move. Going outside would be suicidal."
