Max's face turned dark the moment he felt the shift. The pressure bearing down on him was no longer something that could be measured by concepts or ranks alone. It was heavy and suffocating, as if the world itself had decided to stand behind Mark and crush everything that opposed him.
The flow of energy around Mark was no longer chaotic or unstable. It was vast and inexhaustible, pouring into him directly from the veins of Acaris, turning him into a walking incarnation of the planet's will.
"He is using the essence of the world to power himself," Freya said with a deep frown as she struggled to maintain her footing in the distorted space. Every heartbeat of the planet echoed in her chest, and she could feel her connection to her own laws being forcefully suppressed. "If previously he was at our level then now his current strength has surpassed all of us."
