"Bang"—as expected, the door easily succumbed under her forceful shove.
She cautiously glanced down the corridor before quickly dashing into the room and shutting the door. Since the lock had already been kicked in, she rushed to prop it with the sofa and TV cabinet. At that moment, she felt enormously relieved for her demanding standards of physical fitness. Even without her Spiritual Power, she still had enough strength to move these objects.
Raising a hand to her heart, which seemed on the verge of leaping out, her nerves were taut as she leaned against the sofa by the door, silently listening for any sounds outside, not even daring to breathe too forcefully. There had to be someone stronger than her nearby, and they must have already noticed her. Her Spiritual Power was leaking due to an anomaly in her body; she could feel an overwhelming presence drawing ever closer.
