The skill Yoon Seoyul was using was turning gravity against the target while he was free to move however he pleased. Pinned to the pulsing plumpness, veins burst from Cheon Areum's eyes as he exerted his strength to lift himself from the ground. With just his head elevated, Yoon Seoyul pressed a hand on his chest, forcing him to collapse again under an even greater pressure.
"Augh!"
"Let me go!"
"No."
Watching him with a pained expression, Yoon Seoyul held him down as he struggled.
"Stop using your energy... please."
He spoke as he rested his head on Cheon Areum's shoulder. Cheon Areum upheaved his head again with difficulty to headbutt Yoon Seoyul, who immediately placed his other hand on his forehead, gently lowering it.
"Stop. You will hurt yourself."
