"I'll explain later," Bassena smiled amiably, still holding into Zein's shoulder with one arm. He looked around at the mass of red eyes, his own amber glowing with ferocity.
Zein heard the esper sigh, before Bassena lifted his leg lightly and stomped the ground. There was nothing happening inside the safe zone barrier, but their surrounding was drowned in darkness—a different kind than the natural darkness of the Deathzone. The darkness swallowed the confused and agitated kobolds and suddenly, the area was filled with shrieking sounds. The researchers closed their eyes tightly and covered their own ears, and the espers watched the boundary carefully.
Zein, however, was watching Bassena. The hand on his shoulder was gripping tighter, and he could see a few beads of sweat on the esper's neck and temple. The man didn't appear to be hurt anywhere, but something terrible must have happened during the last two hours if he had to use Zein as support.