Chapter 32 · An Invisible Grasp

Woooong!

The entire space warped with an eerie vibration.

"...Ugh!"

"I-I can't breathe..."

A low hum crushing the eardrums and an invisible scorching heat spread in all directions.

The moment the fire-hot energy rushed in, a massive invisible grasp seized the throat of the entire arena.

People froze in place without even managing a scream.

Into the very center of that hell, Erhan walked out.

With every step he took, people instinctively backed away.

Though no one pushed them, the crowd parted to either side like a surging wave.

Perhaps because of the alcohol he had drunk, his head was hazy and his vision swam dizzily.

The scene of the plaza he had witnessed during the day still pressed heavily on his heart.

And in the midst of all that, his tactless friend had gone and thrown himself into this brawl and was getting the worst of it.

'...Everyone's really…