Yuan Xin's heart pounded as the room around him kept shifting.
The walls blurred, and it felt like everything was moving in slow motion. He looked at Huo Ning, his eyes wide with fear.
"I-I don't know what's happening!" he stammered, his voice shaky.
Huo Ning squeezed his hand tightly. "Stay calm, Yuan Xin. You're doing great. Just focus!"
Yuan Xin closed his eyes for a second and tried to concentrate, but the strange feeling inside him grew stronger.
It was like a wave of energy was crashing through him, and he didn't know how to control it.
Then, suddenly, everything stopped. The walls stopped shimmering, the air settled, and the room became quiet.
But something was different.
Yuan Xin blinked in confusion.
All around him, scattered across the floor, were guns, rifles, and all sorts of heavy artillery.
His jaw dropped. "H-Huo Ning! Do you see this?" he asked, pointing at the ground.
Huo Ning looked around, her eyes scanning the room.
