----Mercuria POV----
Waking up with a jolt, I breathed heavily, caressing my chest. I felt like I forgot to breathe for a moment there.
That was so scary, it was like someone was stepping on my body with so much strength. I thought I was going to become meat pulp.
[What a way to warn people! Let them taste how awful it is first to prevent them from ever making any kind of attempt.]
Scanning my sorroundings, everyone is awake, save for Venus who was out cold.
There's someone that's missing though. It's the leader of the cloaked group. It seems that I only slept for a while.
It was the Fire Spirit who stood at the offering site this time. Watching it perform everything it wanted to convey through pantomime was quite entertaining. It kept changing its shape and color to suit the next person it wanted to imitate.