It was like trying to tie a rope around an extremely hard soap bubble, like trying to hold air with ordinary hands. That was exactly how it felt to Tim.
The others crowded close because this was the first time anything would come close to touching the Onus. The force almost touched it, but then it would move away like oil on water.
Tim gritted his teeth. It's frustrating him mentally because it seems very similar to putting thread ona needle; you know how and where it will go but your hand and brain will suddenly start not cooperating.
"Ahhh!" Tim finally shouted and moved back, he swallowed and frowned. "Why is this so hard? I can almost touch it and not! This monster is playing tricks with my head and I'm not even joking!"
