"As planned, we need to finish everything within two seconds once we appear in front of him. You have ten seconds to prepare." I said to Lyrate.
Lyrate straightened at once.
Her usual lazy expression vanished, replaced by something focused and cold. She brought both hands up in front of her chest, palms facing each other, fingers slowly curling inward until they formed a loose lotus shape. Her breathing slowed. Her eyes dimmed, then deepened, their red color reflecting the power gathering within her.
"I will begin." she said.
I felt it then.
Her Law of Creation stirred. There was no flare or announcement. It was subtle, almost humble. That was what made it terrifying. Creation didn't need to shout.
