On The Run

And it gave him the impression that, 'It got faster. And it's still getting faster..!!' Jason thought, subconsciously toning down the blue flames from his hands.

And to his surprise, the mist slowed down. 'Huh?' Not only him. Even Joe had realized that something was amiss with the incoming mist.

"It's as if it's pulled towards your flames. Or towards light in particular." Joe said his assessment. Jason nodded in silence. Unfortunately, he could not stop summoning these flames.

Unless the numerous Bladewalkers behind the flames would swarm them to death. 'It's a do or die situation again. All our lives depend on the speed of that duplicate.'

He thought, and then inquired all of a sudden. "How many of you have met the requirements to Rank Up?"

The others were jolted out of their state of fear and despair. They looked up and answered one by one. Anabella being the first. "I have met mine."

Beatrice followed, "Me too." Roy as well. Joe himself helplessly shook his head, "I was Rank 1