There was nothing to hesitate about. Leonel and Aina had already secured their escape route by choosing this path.
The moment they approached the exit, Aina gathered up another burst of acceleration, blazing a trail right by Leonel.
Leonel's lip curled into a smile. With a single movement of both arms, he brandished his bow and nocked an arrow.
The smooth feeling of beast fur tickled his palm as he wrapped around its center tightly, the beast tendon bow string wafting a deathly black fog.
Leonel's smile vanished in the blink of an eye, his gaze becoming cold and calculating.
His vision went blank for a moment. But, when it cleared once more, he found himself deep with what looked like catacombs.
The pillars that surrounded the region were carved directly out of the ground, connecting with the ceiling. It made it feel like the entire place was carved out in one piece, creating a beautiful, albeit somber, sort of ambience.
