Elio chose the path of pain.
The Artromus's words resonated in his mind: "indecisive". The memory ignited something inside him.
'I AM NOT INDECISIVE!'
One mana point channeled into neon with his summon's help, his body shooting forward.
Elio Mana: 21
The tunnel became a blur around him, but it wasn't enough.
The spikes were still gaining ground, their metallic whispers growing louder with each passing moment. His enhanced senses caught every detail of their advance, the way they twisted and reached for him like hungry fingers.
The exit, his only hope, began closing before his eyes.
Through his heightened perception, he could see the individual formations interweaving, their deadly dance creating an ever-shrinking window of opportunity.
Helium joined the equation, catapulting him from his initial 18 with neon's impulse to a staggering 27.
Elio Mana: 20
