The sky changed.
The Extinction-grade Void-Walker moved at last, and the world reacted like a throat tightening around a scream.
He raised one hand.
Cosmic light spilled from his palm in a thin strand, so delicate it looked harmless.
Then the strand bent.
It folded space as if space were a page being creased. The light sank into the air surrounding Saber's Domain and with a single, contemptuous twist, rewrote the definition of "inside."
Saber's Domain convulsed.
The unseen jaw that had ruled the sky for long found its teeth misnamed.
One moment it existed.
The next moment it was gone.
Erased, as if it had never been acknowledged by reality in the first place.
And everything inside was exposed to the open sky.
The Eternal Alloykin hovered there, drenched in blood. His resonance flickered like a dying furnace. His Astrafer pattern was torn in a dozen places and refused to mend cleanly. His eyes still burned, but his body had begun to tremble.
Near him, Saber coughed.
