The power of space was a force that only a select few could truly master.
Even other singularities couldn't wield it at will.
It required innate talent—something not everyone possessed.
Yet just now, he had seen Malverna use it.
Even if only for a brief moment, it was undeniable proof that she could genuinely command the power of space.
'What a talented woman,' Nolan muttered, narrowing his eyes.
He had once dismissed Malverna as merely a former ruler of the demon race, not worth taking seriously.
But now, his opinion had completely shifted—she far surpassed all his expectations.
If she continued to train, it wasn't impossible that she could become the Eighth Singularity.
It sounded absurd, yet Nolan felt certain of it.
***
Malverna landed directly in front of the battered Demon Emperor Zerathos.
His clothes were shredded, exposing the upper half of his body—lacerated, bruised, and battered from countless blows.
