( Asphyxiation can't stop me because I don't fear death !!!!!!!!!
Even Mithrun starts to notice, though, how the air seems to thin; it's apparent in his inhale and how it stutters and catches like a rock in his throat as the claymore flings back, the weight swinging him into a wall with a slam that knocks the rest of the air out of his lungs. He coughs and steadies his stance and steps forward, swinging the blade into its sheath on his back, where it then fades from view. )
... There's something here.
( Unless there isn't? But he's not encountered an invisible wall this particularly aggressive before. So, obviously, they can't leave. )
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Even Mithrun starts to notice, though, how the air seems to thin; it's apparent in his inhale and how it stutters and catches like a rock in his throat as the claymore flings back, the weight swinging him into a wall with a slam that knocks the rest of the air out of his lungs. He coughs and steadies his stance and steps forward, swinging the blade into its sheath on his back, where it then fades from view. )
... There's something here.
( Unless there isn't? But he's not encountered an invisible wall this particularly aggressive before. So, obviously, they can't leave. )
Maybe there's another way to get deeper in.