912: Ronmin

Ronmin

"Ugh!"  2

London looked back, seeing Conan collapse on the floor with a thud. It took him by surprise that London had to stop, turning around, only to see the cracks in the floor where Conan fell. 

"If you do this, there's nothing I can do." Fabian kept his stance, but the surface he was standing on cracked until he sank a level. He knew if he ever took a step, he would fall just like Marsella, Conan, and Dexter. 

"What an interesting ability," he mused, setting his eyes on Giselle's back. "If not for my years of experience and Maleficent's help, I would've been crushed."

Right now, Fabian could feel this terrifying weight on him. It was as if an entire mountain was placed on his shoulders, immobilizing him completely. 

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