"Aaargh!" With a slight lift of her hand, Tina removed the inhibitor from her body.
The psyker, whose body had been wreathed in dazzling psychic lightning, instantly lost all its light. The violent, raging bolts of psychic energy seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, vanishing without a trace.
The sudden change made his eyes widen, his face filled with disbelief and shock. Yet that shock lasted only a moment before an indescribable discomfort surged through him like a tidal wave.
The sensation came so violently that he had no time to react before his body went limp and collapsed to the ground.
He clutched his head with both hands and let out agonized howls that echoed through the entire corridor.
And it was not just him. Psykers in the surrounding corridors also seemed to be affected by some mysterious force, falling one after another as they began to let out equally shrill wails.
For a moment, the entire corridor was filled with rising and falling screams that sent shivers down the spine.
These psykers were like fish stranded on shore, twisting their bodies desperately as they tried to draw even the faintest breath of oxygen from the air.
Their faces had turned paper-white from the extreme lack of oxygen, while beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads. Some had even abandoned all concern for appearances, frantically tearing at their collars in the desperate hope of drawing in a little more fresh air.
This was the first time they had experienced such intense agony. Even when they had been pursued by the Sisters of Silence, they had merely lost the ability to use psychic power.
But this suffocating sensation was entirely new to them. And on their very first experience of it, they had encountered such a terrifying