It would not listen, it would not obey. Despite Alan's best efforts to keep it restrained, to bend it to his will... It would refuse. Like it had a mind of its own.
"Hey... aren't you making it a bit too big...?"
From the sides, Sabrina's concerned voice could barely be heard, the torrent of mana that engulfed the warehouse drowned her voice in its furious roars... A chill so ancient and horrifying spread throughout the warehouse. It was not cold, it was something else, something much more profound.
"I am... trying…!"
Alan's struggle could be visible, despite the blue light that had drowned the area, one could make out his vague silhouette kneeling towards the portal that had opened, obeying its will. Initially, Alan had wanted to make the portal as small as he could to prevent Lanekia's atmosphere from entering Earth... but...
