The deeper they went into the rift, the higher and heavier the weight of the suppression got. Warden could feel it pricking against his skin, prying into his energy and continuing to suppress it.
As far as he was concerned, the suppression in the camps was below 1% barely anything to affect a ranker. However, here it clocked closer to 10%, more than enough to feel regular rankers tried.
Even with his tough form, Warden was having such an effect. The suppression would be tougher for a mage class ranker, considering it would be equally hard if not more to form spells in this environment.
On top of that, they finally came across another obstacle in their path. Monsters.
Warden's eyes could find over a hundred of them as he stared at the vast desolate expanse before him. The only time he had seen so many monsters at the same place was inside a dungeon.
