From the Myst They Came
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ake couldn’t help but be disappointed in the Minotaur. He had felt it invade his mind as he struggled to fight off the energy. He couldn’t move, and he’d just stood there, less than fifteen meters separating him and the monster.
His sphere had made him aware of the outside world, but nothing more. Yet inwardly, he’d also felt… something.
Half an hour had passed like that, the two having a battle of the mind. Well, it was more Jake in a bit of a haze, slowly fighting off the mental energy and the damn Minotaur trying to find a weakness to exploit.
It was all just a shame. Jake believed he could have actually had a good fight with the D-rank. He was faster, but it was stronger and had its mental magic to at least throw him off here and there. And while its body
