The air had begun to get lighter and thinner. The cold shivers crawled on Rhineas’s skin and prickled it. The air stung on Rhineas’s face like the needles raining down.
What is this sensation? He thought.
The hair on his skin stood up and something inside of him alerted about something evil is approaching. . The wind started to flow back as a giant is blowing against them.
Even jiua’s mighty wings couldn’t resist opposing wind of at their direction.
The mist emerged from all the sides surrounding them and something whispered, it was just as if the whispers were coming from the mists. Like voices whispering some incantation. A dark incantion.
'What is goin on?' Alistair mused.
The sea lord's broke into anxiety. They began to a havoc, turning and twisting
Jiua wobbled in the air keeping herself above the clouds to avoid the mist, but her efforts had no significance. They didn't actually did anything. The more up she went the mist it was.
The mist surrounded them from all the sides and it was becoming dense. The air no more flew it stopped. The time stopped and everything else.