Swept into the space-time passage, the group was caught up in the turbulence. In that instant, Linde understood-
We were tricked! This wasn't a fixed passage at all!
"Everyone! Hold tight! Don't let go!"
Linde hurriedly shouted, trying to keep them from being scattered.
No sooner had Linde spoken than a violent tremor erupted inside the passage, like an invisible giant hand slamming into the void.
The force flung everyone in different directions. Their bodies tumbled through the air, unable to steady themselves.
Linde gritted his teeth, his right hand clamped around the wrist of someone beside him, his fingertips white from the strain.
"Hold tight!" Linde growled again, but the howling turbulence immediately drowned him out.
He could only watch as the others were swept into even fiercer turbulence like broken kites, their figures blurring until they vanished.
Damn it! Linde cursed inwardly. The void beneath his feet seemed to mock their helplessness.
Just then, a gray blur flashed past, and Sans abruptly appeared beside him.
Sans still wore his usual laid-back expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Don't panic." Sans chuckled, glancing around.
He vanished again. A moment later, both his hands had caught a companion who was about to be swallowed by the turbulence.
His movements were almost too fast to follow, as though Teleportation were an instinct he had been born with.
"This guy..." Linde's pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't help being shocked by Sans's ability.
Being able to teleport freely within space-time turbulence was a feat far beyond anything he had imagined.
Sans flickered in and out of sight, retrieving their scattered companions one after another.
His movements were fluid, but the beads of sweat on his head showed that it wasn't as easy for him as it looked.
Yet just as