Asher closed his eyes as he felt a sort of spatial energy wash over him, enveloping his entire being. With his newly acquired Spatial affinity, he allowed himself to bask in the sensation, letting it seep into every fiber of his existence.
Space itself seemed to twist and ripple around him, reality bending and warping as if the world were being reshaped. Soon, the distortion ceased, and he felt the familiar solidity of ground beneath his feet.
Maintaining a calm and composed expression, he opened his eyes, a faint yet noticeable smile gracing his lips. However, the moment he did, a chorus of groans and strained noises slammed into his ears from every direction.
All around him, other students were collapsing to their knees, their bodies unable to handle the sudden spatial shift. Some began vomiting violently, expelling whatever food they had eaten earlier; others could only spit weakly, their stomachs too empty to produce anything more than saliva.
