It felt like a test. Like she wanted to gauge something from his reaction, perhaps to gauge his tolerance compared to others, or maybe to see how someone who controlled Error responded to such blatant spatial manipulation.
Finn met her gaze for a moment, then walked forward without hesitation.
The sensation hit him like a freight train.
He'd expected the smooth, almost seamless movement he'd experienced with Chaos Breaches in his future timeline. Or even the more turbulent experience of passing through a world tear, at the very extreme.
This was nothing like that.
This was rough. Raw. Like being grabbed by invisible hands and forcibly twisted through a space too small for his body, then spat out on the other side.
His stomach lurched. His vision went white for a split second.
But years of combat training and desperate survival kept him upright. When his vision cleared, he was standing on solid ground, swaying slightly but on his feet.
