"Everyone! Don't move! Not even an inch!"
Veer shouted at the top of his lungs, fearing that it may not reach others or maybe they might not be able to react. His heart pounded against his chest, hoping with everything that his friends did as he said.
He also had the Dark Metal Slate, which glowed with golden colour. There wasn't anything different in the mist, not anything he could see atleast. So, he just hoped everything he had thought of turned out to be true.
Sadly, he didn't get the time to see if they had heeded his words or not.
The mist washed over his cohort, drowning them in an ever flowing darkness that blinded their sight. It was horrifying, with an aura befitting it's image.
Veer didn't care about all that, as he just tried to see through the darkness for his friends, but it was impossible.
'Wait! I survived? Meaning it worked?'
