It seemed the owner of the dimension had finally reached his limit.
"THIS IS RIDICULOUS!"
A booming masculine voice thundered from the sky, shaking the very fabric of the dimension. In an instant, all the tornadoes vanished, snuffed out as if they had never existed. Disbelief laced his every word, his confusion palpable as time itself seemed to freeze.
Then, the sky tore open. A gaping rift yawned above them, an abyss of nothingness that seemed to tug at Haruki and Lanling's very souls—urging them to surrender, to leap into the void and be devoured.
Their instincts screamed at them to look away before it could fully take hold.
And then, from the darkness, something fell.
A shadowed figure plummeted from the tear, hitting the ground with a force that sent cracks spiderwebbing through the stone. The impact carved a crater deep enough to bury their knees, the very air thrumming with raw power—heavy and suffocating
