Juin caught himself before he landed on the ground. His fingers clenched tightly as his body shivered from the memory earlier. Tiny dark spots soon appeared on the sandy ground between his clenched hands.
Juin gulped and wiped his cheeks with the back of his hand. He then looked at the back of the same hand, and a deep frown appeared on his face.
"I was right…" he murmured to himself before wiping off the remaining indication of tears and looking up.
When he did so, he saw all his teammates, including Cyrus, were floating in midair with a similar pained expression on their faces. It was obvious that they were trapped deep within their own dream worlds.
"Wake up, guys…" he mumbled worriedly. He wanted to wake them up himself, but at the same time, he wasn't sure if he should do so. There was no telling of what kind of consequences there would be if he were to force them to wake up.
