The tremendous pressure that Maethion felt finally dissipated after he endured it for a few seconds. He let out a long sigh of relief.
"What was that?" Maethion asked.
"I don't know either. This is the first time I've experienced this," Clyde replied. His face bore an anxious expression, and his eyes darted around, checking their surroundings.
"Pele!" Clyde yelled, calling for the Celestial. But she didn't respond. 'Don't tell me she's done something to trap me again.'
Clyde was on the verge of drawing his swords to unleash his power to destroy this place when Goddess Pele arrived just in time.
"I'm here. I had to check this place first to make sure there were no other Celestials here," Goddess Pele said, her voice tinged with panic.
Clyde observed the Goddess for a few seconds before deciding to trust her. Clyde nodded. "And you didn't see them here?"
"No," Goddess Pele shook her head. "But we need to hurry."
