As the pressure from the hellspawn was raised phase by phase, so did the strategies made by the duo shorties of trying to compensate for their ordinary physique.
Although it had only been 4 minutes passed in real time, the stress felt like hours within the candidates' mind.
'I wonder if this is enough to gauge their mental power,' Damascus thought to herself. 'Well, Lord Ouroboros did plan for all of them to become the disciples no matter the results. The platform of the sect's ground is powerful enough to withstand a meteor or two, breaking their bones won't be that much of an issue, right?'
With an elated grin, Damascus started to use five percent of her mana to amplify gravitation intent that she emitted.
Their joints cracked and pain was distributed as it ran through their body. While the other was barely able to contain their consciousness inside their body, Ragoni had half of her soul almost passed out.
