The word "run" tumbled from Maxin's mouth in an urgent tone. Maxin pushed Soulsqn, and together, both of them dashed into the fog.
"Remove the platform in front of them!"
The moment Zen barked out his order, Maxin retracted his leg, fell on his back, and tumbled across the side of the platform. He let out a breath as he tried to keep his position still. His arm hung to the side of the platform, and his hand gripped Soulsqn's clothes. The flesh worm in the look of Arlo was now suspended in the air with her limbs held high up. She dared not to flex even one muscle, as the billowing sea was merely a few inches below her.
Maxin had anticipated such a move from Zen.
