"Damn it. What kind of cursed tunnel is this?"
Marcus's voice echoed sharply through the narrow passage as frustration finally spilled over. The deeper he pushed forward, the more violent the black wind storms became. They howled like living things, slamming into him again and again. At first, each strike only shaved off around two hundred health, manageable enough. But the damage kept climbing, steadily, mercilessly, as if the tunnel itself were testing how long he could endure.
Ten seconds passed.
Then thirty.
Then a full minute.
Under the constant effect of the Super Health Potions, Marcus, Goldie, Lyanna, and Camillo managed to hold steady without losing visible health. The potions pulsed with restorative energy, fighting back against the storm's relentless erosion. Pebble and the two Sea Demon Souls were not so fortunate. As summoned beings, they could not benefit from potion recovery, and their health bars drained at an alarming rate.
A faint poof sounded beside him.
