The buffering allowed him to push further.
Enhanced compression and increased density were achieved by accessing power reserves situated at the intersection of magical theory and physical law.
The luminescence along his veins intensified, becoming visible even in the daylight, creating the appearance of lightning traced beneath his skin.
The sheer pressure of his condensed mana radiated outward like a shockwave that had no sound.
The cracked earth beneath his feet compressed further, fragments of stone inverting as gravitational pressure spikes rippled outward from his core.
The fissures that crisscrossed the borderlands began to close.
Not from healing, but from the weight of compressed magical force pressing everything into alignment. The air temperature inverted, the descending heat meeting the cold pressure of Jack's power and creating a dead zone where neither dominated. A sphere of stillness in the center of atmospheric chaos.
