"You have a lot of nerve, kid. Entering the lion's den and intimidating its people."
The deep voice echoed throughout the underground hall like distant thunder.
Every word carried immense weight, and combined with the crushing pressure pouring from the speaker, it felt as though an invisible mountain had descended onto Kavin and Jasmine's shoulders.
"Huh? Aren't you going to answer?"
The pressure intensified. Kavin felt his muscles tense involuntarily as the weight pressed down on him from all directions making breathing became difficult.
Even drawing in air felt like forcing it through a narrow crack. Beside him, Jasmine's face was growing paler by the second.
Their bodies trembled under the overwhelming pressure.
Neither of them spoke a single word. Instead, they bit down hard on the tips of their tongues.
The sharp pain spread through their mouths, followed by the metallic taste of blood.
