Just as the ten Red Team martial artists closed in on Adam their synchronized attack about to be unleashed Adam lifted his foot. He then slammed it down hard onto the stone floor of the cafeteria.
"Nightmare," he whispered the single word lost in the din of the approaching attack.
The moment his foot struck the ground a wave of invisible arcane energy erupted outwards. It was a silent psychic shockwave that no one could see. It washed over the ten advancing martial artists in an instant.
Instantly all ten of them froze in place. Their bodies went completely rigid. Their expressions of fierce determination locked into masks of sudden wide-eyed terror. Their eyes were still open but they were no longer seeing the cafeteria.
They were no longer seeing Adam.
They were trapped each one of them in a different unique dream.
