WHOOSH!!!
Rey moved through the third boundary layer like shadow given purpose, his disguised mystical signature allowing him to navigate terrain that would have been suicide for normal Searchers.
The corrupted city stretched endlessly in all directions—twisted architecture defying physical laws, streets forming impossible geometries, and everywhere the oppressive weight of plague corruption that made reality itself seem sick.
But Rey had discovered something valuable during his hours of careful advancement.
The Hollow Creatures weren't just ignoring him.
They were vulnerable.
His disguise placed him within their detection blind spot—they registered his presence as fellow corrupted entity rather than threat or prey.
This meant he could approach them without triggering defensive responses, position himself optimally, and strike before they recognized the danger.
It was perfect hunting opportunity.
