The boundary between the two domains held steady for a handful of seconds before Emyria decided to move.
She stepped across the line without hesitation, pushing her authority directly into mine with the kind of intent that did not search for openings or weaknesses, but instead chose to force a path through sheer pressure.
Crack...!
The moment she crossed, the air itself distorted around her, a visible shimmer forming where her creation authority met the silence and ground against it.
She managed three steps before the cost began to show.
I could see it in the tightening of her expression, in the way her authority struggled to behave the way it should inside a space that resisted its existence.
The further she pushed into my domain, the more effort it demanded from her to maintain even the baseline of what she had been doing outside.
