Without warning, dozens of dark arcs of light burst forth from the Nether Stone, twisting through the air like living chains. They were impossibly fast, weaving through space and closing around everything in sight.
Max and Kevin barely had time to react before those arcs wrapped around their bodies, glowing with a sinister light that made their skin crawl.
"What is this?!" Max shouted in alarm, swinging his Blue Dragon Sword with all his might. Flames, lightning, sword, even his spatial concept-infused strikes—all were unleashed in an instant, colliding with the black arcs.
But to his horror, they didn't even scratch them. The arcs of light were not only overwhelmingly powerful but unnaturally flexible, adjusting themselves mid-attack to resist every angle of his strike. Even the black flames that could devour almost anything failed to burn through them.
