Julian's head was pressed hard against the edge of the wooden horse's jaw, lined with razor-sharp bone teeth. The stench of rotting frozen meat rushed straight into his nostrils, accompanied by the horrifying growl rumbling from deep within the monster's throat. The humiliation and the sense of imminent danger made the veins on Julian's forehead bulge violently.
"Get off me!" Julian roared furiously.
His pupils suddenly flashed with a vicious silver light—the energy unique to him. Instantly, a colossal illusionary balance made of cast metal materialized above Julian's head. The concept of 'Balance' was activated, unleashing an overwhelming gravitational pressure that crashed down upon the surroundings, intending to crush Adrian's arm and hurl him away.
Yet Adrian's hand, which was clamped around his neck, did not move even an inch.
