"...…." The great God of creation appeared seething with rage, the pressure mounting upon not just the children that rose to defy him but all those present in the room. Some Dungeon cores and even guardians glared at the defying cores and their guardians with hatred, blame and anger. Just because of their foolish attachments they all had to suffer Dark's wrath.
Just when the pressure started to reach obscene levels causing the very space around them to twist and turn, heralding a grievous calamity and just when Aqua and Yami were about to take a stand due to being the eldest siblings that very pressure vanished like a puff of smoke. The invisible hands that were pressing down upon Frost, Indra, Gobuske, Liana and Terra's heads disappeared as did the crushing force clamping down on their limbs in a mere instant.
Frost looked up to see his father's face, confusion as well as a hint of hope lingering in his gaze.
