As we entered the room together, the weight of the ambient mana increased instantly. The air itself felt heavier. Making every breath feel like it had to be forced into my lungs.
Each step closer to the draconic princess made the chamber feel smaller somehow, the glowing chains around her hummed softly with power.
Seeing her strung up like that pulled at something in my chest I couldn't understand fully, all I knew was we needed to get her out as quickly as possible. My mana sync with the girls was lowering quickly and there was no telling what consequences that would have.
"We need to get her out of there now," I called, stepping closer to the beauty suspended in front of us. "How the fuck do we break these chains?"
Reika's ears folded back slightly at the question. She slowly circled the room, sniffing the air. "I've never smelled magic like this before," she said cautiously. "It isn't normal… it smells wrong." She continued her search.
