"Uh, Jamie? Maybe speed up that whole space-repairing thing?"
Jamie snapped, clearly annoyed, as he continued stabilizing the space with one hand.
"Dude, do you have any idea how hard it is to fix space in my current state? Why don't you give it a shot?"
Arthur waved off the suggestion without hesitation.
"Yeah, no thanks."
Arthur had no desire to risk overloading his Spatial Pseudo-Origin core trying to stabilize space damaged by a Deity.
The only reason the current weakened Jamie could even manage this feat was because he'd been the one to wreck it in the first place.
Meanwhile, the magma dragons closed in, unleashing lava breaths that tore through the air at supersonic speed.
Arthur's left eye glowed, slowing the flow of time around them as he thrust his right hand forward and activated the Cosmic Teleporter, materializing a swirling Cosmic Gate before them.
"Let's go, boys!"
