God Raashim decided to immediately get rid of the nuisance for his avatar so that they both could move on.
His divine senses stretched far, brushing against the energies of the sea, sensing the pulse of the island, and catching traces of the mana streams flowing beneath the ground.
But he did not notice Eren. He could not because Eren had just activated the Spatial Anchors and slipped through the space fabric.
Then something shifted.
A strange stillness fell over the altar. The Divine Bridge behind him dimmed just slightly, like a candle flickering in the wind.
Raashim felt it– someone using a novel space-time method to get close to him. It was a small ripple in the flow of his presence, like someone had stepped into existence from his shadow.
His brows furrowed.
And before he could fully turn—
Pain.
Sharp. Sudden. Deep.
It was unlike anything he had felt in millenia.
An unnatural coldness spread through his back.
Hm? Wait. How could I feel cold with my True Body?
