"STOP!"
Theron had already tuned everything out.
A heavy stone fell from above, so large it could crush him into a meat paste.
From the left and right, to the front and back, it wasn't just him that was being swallowed up, but Raiden himself as well.
Realizing that his spear must have only grazed Theron, Raiden was already prepared to move back and leap through to whatever was above. Silver Mancer or not, if they were buried beneath all this stone and earth, they would die.
Surviving a landfall that was on the orders of hundreds of thousands to millions of jin was too far beyond them.
And yet, Raiden didn't have the time to notice that Theron wasn't moving at all. He had dropped his dagger, calmly sheathing his short sword as he bent into a focused posture.
His aura fell into silence, his Mana retracting until he looked like nothing more than a normal mortal.