Helpless

Once more, the earth beneath Trent stirred.

The rocks trembled violently, then erupted upward like hungry jaws, trying to snap shut around Trent's lower body.

But again, the water tentacles beneath him surged, lifting him into the air just before the trap could close.

Boom!

The spell clamped on itself, missing its mark.

Bonny hissed in frustration again, but this time, three more tentacles were already rushing toward him like serpents.

He tried to dodge, but his speed had dropped. His legs felt heavy. His movements slower.

His body was breaking down.

His mana… nearly gone.

'He's too fast…' he thought again, his vision starting to blur.

Bonny's eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth. Blood dripped down his face, the sting from his wounds sharper than ever.

His body trembled, not just from pain, but from something far worse—fear.