I Became The Pope, Now What? - Chapter 43: 43. Crimson Fire

... close by. They had been crawling at snail speed for so long that their actions were robotic now.

Sylvester kept focusing on the shield, not allowing the creature to touch them. Miraj was exhausted, yet he kept pulling Sir Dolorem. The three were utterly drained and wished to do nothing but rest after getting out.

To hell with the exam, to hell with this mine.

By now, Sylvester had mastered how to harden his light magic, he could probably make spikes with it too, but it was unk ...