Solmir's scream tore through the canyon as he strained against the spear's impossible pull. His bones felt like they were grinding into dust. His organs felt like they were trying to crawl out of his throat. The spear dragged him closer—closer—
And then—
"I WON'T LET YOU KILL ME!"
His body erupted.
Golden aura exploded outward like a newborn sun forcing the universe to make room for it. The space around him shuddered and cracked. A translucent barrier wrapped itself around his form — jagged, radiant, godlike — pulsing as if it were alive.
The gravitational pull halted.
Even the spear hesitated.
Reign's eyes widened, the first hint of surprise cutting through his calm amusement.
'Oh?' he murmured.
Solmir didn't waste a heartbeat.
His fist drew back, wrapped in a radiant glow thick enough to tear sky from earth.
BOOM!
He punched the spear head-on.
