The battlefield had stabilized.
Barely.
The Domain of Delirium trembled, lines of distortion flickering like cracks in glass. The Soulreaver Incubus crouched low, wings faltering as steam poured from its joints. Its body wavered between phases, as if flickering in and out of reality. Its existence straining under the weight of maintaining such an imperfect yet powerful domain.
But it had done enough.
Isolde could see.
Reed was no longer untouchable.
And yet, now that she could finally perceive him, she understood why his strategy had always centered on being forgotten. When exposed, Reed Venn was not nearly as overwhelming as he'd felt when she couldn't see him. He was fast, sharp, elusive, yes. But not invincible. His strength had always come from fighting battles where the enemy couldn't fight back.
Not anymore.
