The damp room had one old wooden door as an exit. Nobody was touching that door.
It was the first place Gio's eyes went, but he realized that he had a more important job.
Subtly, he sent Aether into the bodies of his comrades. They could barely feel the energy, but it forced them to freeze for half a second while they processed the world around them.
It was important that none of them showed any kind of fear or cowardice in this moment. Even wariness would be dangerous.
Gio silently stood in front of the other three, meeting the gazes of those staring at them.
Some were playful, seeing teenagers and knowing they were not competition. Others were more malevolent. Whether they showed their hostility openly, teasingly, or not at all, it was true that all of them were hostile.
There were sixteen people other than them. With the four of them included, the number increased to twenty.
'And I'd assume the majority of us are enemies with each other.'
