Everyone present—Zagreus, Barbatos, even Berserker—felt Nameless Death's presence.
It had changed so much that it did not even feel familiar to the Nameless Death they knew.
They tensed, unsure of what was about to happen.
All of them of them had fought long enough to recognize power when they saw it, but this was something more. It was different.
The strength of Nameless Death's presence was something none of them had ever seen.
In an instant, the energy covered the entire Voraka Site.
Nameless Death tried to compress and shape it, preparing to turn it into a space-time prison and then a fully formed Independent Space.
But as he attempted to mold the structure, he hit an issue.
Energy.
Creating a space-time prison that could hold someone like Barbatos or Zagreus wasn't the same as sealing off a battlefield.
Even the fingernail sized space-time prisons were internally larger than entire Stage 3 planets.
