"Compress!!"
Robin's thunderous roar echoed across the entire soul domain, shaking its very foundation. That domain, which had expanded to a size of one million units, now stood as vast as a small kingdom to those who resided within it.
In that instant, every soul creature inside the domain froze in place. One by one, they turned their attention toward Robin, their gazes heavy with both awe and dread. But their focus did not last long… for the pressure suddenly intensified, and waves of soul force erupted in one direction, striking with such ferocity that the soul creatures trembled. Fear washed over them, forcing them to retreat in panic, scattering toward the distant shelters hidden behind Hovenheim.
Only ten soul creatures refused to flee. They stood their ground like immovable monuments, watching the unfolding spectacle with eyes unclouded by fear or hesitation. As for Pythor—he was not among them.
Whoosh!
Crack—crack!
