Ethan stared at the towering figure, the fruit in his hand frozen halfway to his mouth.
This time, even the phantom silhouette of the Angel King behind Andona was being pressed down hard enough that its glow visibly wavered.
The moment Ethan caught sight of the purple runes crawling across that giant figure, his eyes went wide.
Those weren't ordinary energy patterns. They floated across the surface of the projection, each rune slowly rotating on its own axis, churning with destruction compressed to the absolute limit. Purple-red lightning threaded between them, flashing across the sky in uneven bursts—bright, then dim, then bright again.
Ethan immediately opened a system scan.
The feedback poured straight into his mind.
