As Aiwass approached the center of the city-state, he could feel the waves of the curse in the air growing stronger and it impeded his movement.
It was like walking by the seaside—no matter how calm the waves were, every few steps would be met by the wash of the waves. The closer to the deep sea, the stronger the sense of weightlessness.
The power of the tides hadn't really increased; it was mainly because the proportion of one's own body submerged in water was becoming higher, and the buoyancy was increasing, thus causing a shift in balance—
——This was exactly the experience they felt at that moment.
It wasn't that the power of the Petrification Curse had increased... but rather the resistance to it was beginning to wane.
Aiwass was doing fine, only feeling a slight grainy sensation under his boots, and noticed grayish-white flakes on his shoe heels when he lifted his foot. Sherlock's spell was still functioning normally.
