The main group continued their advance towards the heart of the forest. After Nox's disappearance, they barely stopped to rest. Even when they did, it was for a maximum of 3–4 hours before continuing their flight.
Soon after flying for several days, the oppressive air worsened, and even breathing felt like inhaling ash. The mana here didn't saturate the surroundings—it was as if it wanted to suck the life out of them.
Fortunately, everyone present was fairly powerful, and thanks to their race as dragons, and the light barrier that encased them all, the oppressive mana was manageable.
Drake wiped sweat from his brows as he walked, studying the map glowing faintly in his grip.
Lumi, along with the other light dragonkins, followed just a few steps behind. Their lips were pressed into tight frowns, and their faces appeared extremely serious as they struggled to maintain the giant light barrier shielding everyone inside.
