Vincent's mouth flew open, wanting to say something, but the next second, he felt as if someone was gripping his throat tightly.
This sensation was utterly alien, as if an invisible force was strangling him.
Crucially, he could not feel anything else different, only sensing that a new force had emerged in the air, a force that was profoundly nauseating to him, as if he were stuck in a swamp.
Yet, this force was not aimed at him, but rather at John beside him.
It was just a small portion of the targeted force, but it was enough to leave him gasping for air.
What was going on?
What exactly was this thing?
Why was it so revolting?
Why did it always make one feel like they couldn't catch their breath?
Vincent instinctively wanted to call out to John, but he noticed that John's eyes were starting to look vacant.
Seeing all this, Vincent couldn't help but gasp in shock.
