Alice's mana explosion didn't stop.
It continued to grow.
It wasn't just a wave of uncontrolled power or a momentary surge of emotional energy. What was happening there was something much deeper, much more dangerous. The very reality around her began to respond to that force born of pain, despair, and desperate love.
The air grew heavy.
Not heavy like before, when demonic presences crushed the environment with pure spiritual energy.
It was something different.
Space began to bend.
Small, invisible fissures began to appear around Alice, thin lines that cut through the air like cracks in transparent glass. The mana flowing from her body wasn't just expanding; it was altering the very laws of that world.
Time began to falter.
First, it was small details.
Fragments of stone that fell to the ground began to rise again by a few centimeters before falling once more. Dust that had been pushed by the previous explosion began to slowly return to its point of origin.
