The realization of their dire situation washed over them like a cold wave, sending shivers down their spines. Panic flickered in their eyes as they exchanged worried glances, the gravity of their predicament settling heavily in the air.
Reno's voice cut through the tension, taut with urgency.
"Timeglace hasn't completely stopped time for them," he explained, his brow furrowing in concern. "It's only slowed it down—imperfectly. There's still a chance their minds might be corroded by it. We need to move quickly before it's too late."
Mavis, her expression grim, expanded her barrier, a shimmering shield that enveloped them, offering a flicker of hope amidst the encroaching dread.
