While the increased tempo didn't affect the blue undead or the big black wolf, it really messed up with Mary and Corvus.
"No running."
Shanks glanced over his shoulder and warned the wheezing pair.
"Oh... shut up, kind sir....!"
Mary groaned, holding her side and glaring at the rat-faced man.
Before the procession they passed halfway the tower reached three-quarters, they were already by the entrance.
*clank*
"...!"
The door opened at the exact moment Shanks was reaching for it, causing the rat-faced man to flinch and instinctively prepare for an attack.
But as soon as the daylight coming from outside got blocked by the silhouette of the staggering soldiers stumbling inside, even Zombie realized that something wasn't right.
"Sir...! Sir! The sea of mist is gone! The confusing mist faded away!"
