Being pressured by Mana pressure feels like being choked with a tight rope underwater. The only difference is, the water posses the same density as mercury—it is highly torturing.
Each time I breathe, it feels like taking in bricks, not air; my lungs are so stretched out, it is hard to circulate the Oxygen. My blood is also rushing madly through my veins, gradually turning my vision black.
"Grrr... This pressure..."
I grit my teeth as I openly turn my head to Velucan. I don't feel the need to be careful about attracting his attention anymore, because it is what I exactly want to do.
I didn't hear any mention about me, the new recruit, would be joining the other soldiers in the screening process. Looking at how unbothered Velucan's face is, it means that this doesn't happen accidentally, which irritates me.
