(AN: OMNISCIENT POV)
Eshwar rolled to the side, following his instincts, and avoided the blow that would have killed him for sure, yet not a single change was seen in his dead expression.
BAM-!
Atman's punch connected to the stair and shook the room slightly as the mana concentrated on his first dispersed upon contact with the room. Eshwar glanced at Atman's fist as he rolled to the side and noticed mana being sucked into the ground, more precisely into the material from which the room they were currently trapped in was made.
Calculating his next course of actions instinctively, Eshwar continued to roll until he was only a few steps away from the wall. Since the room was smaller than the normal crown room, Eshwar had planned to use the terrain to his advantage, but whatever he wanted to do, he had to do it before they realised his plan.
