Everyone clutched their head, trying to escape from the force of the attack. The sound reverberated through their eardrums, causing them to bleed out from their orifices.
The first person to go down was Mace as he furiously clutched his head.
He ran his fingers across his face, scratching it and drawing out blood as he desperately tried to get rid of what was going on with him.
His eyes turned white, and his mouth foamed.
This was the actual attack of the Terror tiger—the ability to bring a person's worst nightmare to life.
The sonic sound blast would weaken their mind, allowing the beast's spell to find its way.
It proved that Mace had the weakest will among the group.
Ace couldn't do anything as he watched the group suffering.
Even when the beasts had shown up, Martin had warned him not to use a single muscle to help them, so he had to stand by.
The King Terror looked at Ace, and its eyes narrowed.
