A pair of aether children were on the stone floor exhausted after taking the 4th left turn in the endless maze they had found themselves in. The demoness was not much better as the massive glaive in her hands was all that was keeping her upright. Only 1 member of their party seemed unaffected and she was in a pristine white battledress.
The whips at her sides glowed faintly and that glow was why Shoti stood strong. She was scrutinizing the wax candles as they were as identical as everything else but they were clearly draining them more as they moved deeper.
"I hate things like this. Lind or Qing are better at this." She mumbled a lament but the other 3 were too focused on staying conscious as the drain was now affecting them deeply.
Shoti had quickly figured out she was in a maze but a Myriad Maze seemed too tame for the Bastard. She was used to his more vicious tricks and approaches to how he moved but the candles were what she missed.
