Every muscle in his body said, 'stay down'. Every bone in his being shouted, 'do not resist'. Even the flesh tormented his resolve to stand up.
When D also joined their chorus, Lee spoke-
"Once you enter a path, you go all the way. There should not be any second thoughts after.
We saw the platform, we found the coffin. I am not going back without knowing what is inside it!"
To add difficulty, a cover of dense fog was spreading from the inside of the hexagonal stone construct. The fog emitted a weird aura, and Lee exhaled heavily through his nostrils.
[First, a banshee cries. Now a freaky cloud descends.]
The presence of opaque gaseous substance was not a matter to him and Lee slowly shifted the rear support from right knees to the right sole. Though it was an excruciating experience, the sensation did not shunt his spirit.
'Create 20 thousand Mana and Qi.'
