"Wooohoooooo!!!"
Edward's excited voice pierced the air as he and Neron finally saw the Southern Gate in front of them.
It was too early to celebrate, though. There were a bunch of golems charging towards them at breakneck speed. With both parties exhausted, it was only a matter of time before they became overwhelmed—even if they did manage to reach their rendezvous point.
"Um… Neron?" Ed yelled, glancing at his partner.
"I'm on it!"
As they both leapt through the gate—their enemies right behind them—Neron initiated his countermeasure.
"T.M.P." He muttered, tapping an emerald jewel that hung low on his neck like a pendant on a golden chain.
Instantly, the Techno-Mana Pulse he had been saving up all this time spread around him, halting the functionality of the golems for about five minutes.
'Their Magic Cicuits are currently being overwhelmed. The effects should last us long enough to rejoin the others…'
