Before long, Ethan realized something was wrong.
The Titan Sovereign's power was assimilating into the world around them.
The air stopped moving freely. The currents in space—those invisible flows that usually followed natural rules—started shifting direction with his will. Energy that should've been dispersing outward was forcibly twisted, and the space above the battlefield seemed to turn into a giant hand, squeezing in on Ethan from all sides.
Ethan's heart clenched.
He retreated fast, whipping the lightning swords through the air as he moved.
The two blades crossed in front of him in a rapid slash. Transparent lightning spread instantly, layering into a massive defensive barrier.
But the pressure coming from the world itself was too heavy.
The shield had barely formed before it started caving in from every direction, crushed inward like thin metal under a press.
