The beastkin struggled desperately against the invisible pressure bearing down on them.
Their bodies had become unbearably heavy. Their knees shook, their muscles strained, and even drawing a proper breath had become difficult. The closer they tried to move toward Adam, the more oppressive the pressure seemed to become.
"What... is this?!"
One of them planted his claws into the ground, trying to force himself upright. His arms trembled violently, but he managed to raise his upper body a little.
'My body... why won't it move?!'
The wolf beastkin gritted his teeth. He was struggling too, but he refused to let the others see his fear.
"Don't panic! It's just some kind of intimidation skill!" he barked. "We've dealt with magic users before! Break through it!"
"Y-Yeah! Don't let him scare you!"
