Throughout the journey, Hunter's spiritual sense was having a complete meltdown. Foundation Realm senses screaming warnings constantly. Like car alarms going off in his head. Danger everywhere. Threat level maximum. Please leave immediately.
Except his sense had gone from scanning a mile in every direction to maybe a hundred meters if he pushed it. The corrupted qi was pressing in like fog, limiting his range, making everything harder to read. But he couldn't just give up and stop using it. That would be even stupider. So he kept pushing, kept scanning, even though every pulse of spiritual awareness felt like shoving his hand into ice water mixed with broken glass.
Can't leave. Waystation forward. Supplies won't last if we turn back now. No choice but through.
Story of his life in this world. No good options. Just less terrible ones.
[LUNA] YOUR STRESS LEVELS ARE HIGH (◕‿◕✿)
"You think?"
[LUNA] BREATHING EXERCISES MIGHT HELP
