Inhale, exhale...
Inhale, exhale...
The abnormally powerful will of the Gaia Firmament made every single breath agonizing for the Ironblood Arbiter as he waited for the construction of the Firmament Shielding Device, as if a whole mountain were pressing upon his body, leaving him unable to breathe.
The two Ironblood Hunters were even worse; amid the "clang, clang" of colliding metal, their bodies were actually trembling uncontrollably.
By contrast, those Scarred Iron Blood Warriors seemed utterly unaware, rigidly following Ironblood discipline as they assembled the Firmament Shielding Device and the Magnetower Launch Station.
"Something feels wrong. The Mystery Trickster Master has grasped such overwhelming Strength—why hasn't he taken advantage of this moment to... huh!?"
Thud!
All of a sudden, the Ironblood Arbiter felt as if a Giant Hammer had slammed him head‑on; his whole body shuddered by instinct.
