Chapter 84 Never Give Up

• At the front of the group, Blade and Alan struggled with every step, their feet dragging heavily. Out of the nearly 300 who'd started, only 100 remained behind them.
• The plaza was streaked with blood—left by disciples who couldn't bear the pressure and coughed up blood from the strain.
• More than half an hour passed. Sebastian stood there, drenched in sweat. Though he hadn't moved, the pressure on him was immense. Now, fewer than a dozen remained on the plaza.