The waters within the Domain surged like a living beast, rippling with the influence of the seven-headed serpent, twisting what should have been Taufik's absolute control.
The serpent had not merely entered his Domain, it was rewriting it.
Corrupt mana writhed like spectral tendrils, slithering through the false ocean. It wove illusions into the foundation, stitched blasphemies into the seams of reality itself.
The once-pristine world bent under foreign code.
But Taufik didn't flinch.
He inhaled once, slow, deliberate.
"You're not the only one who can rewrite," he murmured.
Then, he moved.
A pulse, no, a shockwave... rippled from his core.
The ocean shattered.
Glass-like shards of water exploded outward, as if the sea itself had been sculpted from brittle crystal. The serpent reeled, heads snapping back, momentarily disoriented by the sudden fracture in its stolen reality.
"...Domain Override"
