Ethan's pupils tightened.
He honestly hadn't expected the chains to still be this solid.
He was just about to gather his strength again and keep smashing downward when the aura coming off the middle-aged man beside him suddenly changed.
It wasn't a small bump. It was like an ancient feral beast that had been trapped for far too long—finally catching the scent of a real way out.
The power that had been pinned down by the chains seemed to snap awake. It surged up from the deepest part of his body, slamming to the surface like a dam had burst.
The very next second, the entire space shuddered.
"Move."
The voice was no longer the low, exhausted rasp of someone who'd just woken up. It sounded like a roar from the dawn of time, carrying a tyrannical pressure that felt like it could crush everything around them.
"From here on out, leave it to me!"
The moment the words fell, everyone present froze.
