Everyone within the arena felt the dreadful aura radiating from the bubble.
Every fighter below Surpasser rank buckled where they stood.
The Three-Star and Four-Star Evolvers who had still been resisting felt their weapons drop before they could understand what was going on. Their hands rushed towards their chest, clutching their clothes. Their knees threatened to give out, their bodies shaking uncontrollably in place.
Some tried to run and found their legs unable to obey the command. The malevolent pressure radiating from the bubble made even breathing difficult. Sweat rolled down faces that hadn't broken a sweat during hours of combat.
The dark organisation's own elites weren't spared. They were also subjected to the torment of the radiating energy, their eyes going wide, teeth clattering.
Even the Surpassers flinched.
Moon felt it press against him harder than he had expected.
